She finally confronted him with her suspicions. He was working on a project, and NO, he was not fucking around on her. She needed someone who she coul... talk with over a few drinks.I wandered over. She was sitting at the kitchen island, looking very drunk, relaxed and with a huge glass of wine in front of her. She ran her fingers through her long thick hair, and invited me in, I sat on a stool beside her. She leaned over, her boobs in a low cut top pressing against her to spill out. Her legs. There was a bit of height difference, for which sometimes I pulled and joked about it. She is am amazing woman, and took care of my mom and dad just like her. the best striking feature was her hair. I was naturally straight, shiny, silky , smooth , dense and she maintained it till her ass. To think about it, she looks like Bollywood heroine Bhumika Chawala. She had round shaped boobs an even though not a stunner , she was real good looking lady. Our sex life was good , with around 2-3 times. But I tried to keep calm and act like a proper host for my husband’s friends. “Hey, guys,” I said, entering the living room with a tray in my hands, full of beer, “I don’t feel like watching that old geeky movie again. Why don’t we do something else?” It was late. I could see by the sparkles in Mike’s eyes he was game. “Come on, honey!” he said. “We all had a really tough week. We deserve a little stress relief. Besides, you will enjoy it just like we will,” he added. We stared at each. A moment later I'd relieved the strain on my trunks and had my cock in my hand. I continued to watch Shay eat Mia, right there on video. Damn, I wished they had sound. Shay pulled back and moved to the side a little so I could see Mia's pussy. Her labia seemed swollen and wet beneath her sparse hair. Shay turned to face the camera, moving really close to it. With a devilish grin, she wiped the wetness off her face with her hand and then licked her hand clean, doing it slowly and sensuously..