The next evening it seemed like everything that could go wrong did and it was quite late before I arrived at his house (he's less than 8 miles away - ...ow convenient!). He met me at the door and I was captivated - his photos didn't do him justice. We sat at his kitchen island and drank and talked about everything for hours before he touched me. From the first touch, I couldn't get enough of him and I couldn't wait to try. I finally got him to sit down and before we knew it I was on my knees with. Jon had to go and meet a business client in the afternoon so I spent it by the hotel pool. I wore a Wicked Weasel bikini that Jon got over the internet from Australia that's so small that a Band Aid would cover more. The material is so thin that you can see the different colour of my nipples and it hugs every contour of my crack and protruding clit.The atmosphere round the pool was a bit formal and I didn't feel like going topless, but I did get quite a few looks in that bikini.That evening Jon. I don't consider my self a cuck wannabe per se. Rather, I am highly aroused by the thought that other men find my wife attractive and would like to fuck her. I also want to see her very sexually satisfied with a very hard erection which I can no longer provide. I think it's heightened by the fact that she appears not to be available or even open to sexual advances but if some of these doctors knew about my fantasy, they would be pleasantly surprised.In addition to near perfect hair and make up,. She blushed as she covered up, tell me the X wasn't home. The X sent me to her room once to get a video, and she was sleeping in the nude! She had walked in on the X and I while having sex, so she had seen me naked as well.So, fast forward. She had been smoking up with us for some time. I had just walked there in the rain (thunder storm) to see the X and nobody was home but Tammy. She let me in because I was dripping wet. It was very dark for being day time, and the power was on/off. I took off.