I know now Rob wants to fuck my wife. Thought of someone fucking my wife, kinda turns me on. I know Linda won't go for it. It was late night, Rob rang...the door bell when we were about to go to bed, I grabbed my robe, Linda had her nightgown on. Rob couldn't find his keys for work, he kept that separated from the other keys. Not thinking of it, we got on our hands and knees looking under the couch. Linda didn't have her bra or panties on. When she was bending over looking for the keys her. She was glad she had trimmed her bush the night before. She had ash blonde pubic hair that she kept very short. She didn't like to shave it completely. She'd tried that once a few years before, and the itching was unbearable. When it finally grew back, she vowed to never shave it again. Instead, she liked to keep it well trimmed.He spent time kissing both inner thighs, moving upward. "He's teasing me", she thought. He slowly, but surely, kissed his way to her pussy. Now was the moment of. Figure it out. I figure it out quickly. She loves my arms. My strength and my inability to use it on her. I could turn my entire body into muscle and it would render me useless when I was with her. My submissive behavior would get the better of me. I know what she wants and I make sure not to look upset that Im ripping apart my new shirt. She can see my naked body in front of her and I see a small smile creep onto her face. Now shower. Call for me when youre finished. With that she leaves the. We are quiet, like we are sharing a secret. His large hands slide around me as he envelops me in a kiss, his tongue sliding into my mouth teasing me, caressing me from the inside. His large hands roam my body as if he hasn't touched me before. He moves his hands down my waist to my hips as his mouth moves down my neck, his tongue tracing a line from my ear to my collarbone. I am wet already. His kisses trail down my body to the edge of the lace of my bra. I can hear him murmur as he kisses.