And then one day, you walked out the door and never returned. Why?”“Let’s just chalk it off to being young and stupid,” she said softly.“And...now you’re older and smart?”Lisa put her palms on her bare knees and looked at her hands. “If I had been smart I never would have left you. My pride got in the way, Mickey. I wanted to come back, but after each new day passed I became more embarrassed. After a month on my own, I decided that I could replace you. I rationalized that you were nothing more. ..Stroking you slowly feeling you throb against my finger tips...sucking your tongue into my mouth...Your moan of pleasure making me more excited... your fingers trail down my belly and find my wetness...your fingers begin to work their magic...each of us moaning softly as we bring each other to explosive heights our bodies wrapped tightly together...Hearts pounding in time...My tongue traces the softness of your neck...Stopping only so I can nibble... Your skin is so sweet...your fingers. .... But, your husband said that all work and no play was becoming injurious to my health and told me that the two of you would be able to solve that dilemma."Introductions being complete, I guided everyone into the living room as Cindy easily initiated a sprightly conversation with a series of thoughtful questions. Over the next few minutes of free-flowing conversation I noticed that Cindy was openly flirting and I smiled a quiet kind of smile. I knew that Cindy was taken with my selection of. Sue asked me what I was packing and I said that while I'm not nearly as long as Bob I make up with it being wide. She laughed and wanted me to prove it. So I yanked my suit off and Sue gave me a dirty smile and licked her lips. My wife was still in awe over the size of this guy and when Sue started to give him a handjob she just sat there not saying a word. I broke the silence when I said to her I think she should work me up a bit. So here we were, 2 lucky guys getting handjobs from our wives.