I 'deep' throat the cock and bury my nose in his recently trimmed pubes and smell his shower gel. He runs his hands over the back of my head and says,..."You're so good at that, babe" as I continue to worship his cock. I want to make sure he's extremely horny and will agree to whatever I say. So I run my hands over his ass and gently finger his hole. "Oh shit, that feels good. Girls always say they won't finger me." How about we make this more interesting then?" I flip him onto his back, get up. It was a personal fantasy and one that I'd never mentioned to my wife. I fed the fantasy by reading magazines that carried stories and letters about wife watching and whenever Claire and I went out I would notice how other men looked at her and I would imagine her with the man or men who were looking and I would get a hard on. When I was home alone I would read the stories and letters and masturbate while looking at a picture of Claire and imagining that it was her that the story was written. “Its not exactly a good market right now.”I spied a wine bottle and two glasses sitting at the bar.“How about a drink?” I replied.“That’s for show,” she replied.“Oh, come on,” I replied. “I’ll bring by a replacement bottle in the morning.”I stepped over to the bar. I reached in the first drawer and pulled out a corkscrew. In quick fashion, I had disengaged the cork, with a shallow pop. I poured the sweet red wine into the two glass goblets. I turned to hand her one of the glasses.“I can’t drink. Naan avanai kaama paarvaiyil paarthen pinbu avanudan pesum pozhuthu en mulaiyaal avanathu kaiyil idithen. Avanuku therinthathu naan muudaga irukiren endru, avan enaku senier pol irupaan.Naan avan udambil otti kondu nindru pesi kondu irunthen, iruvarukum muudaga irunthathu. Naangal 8 per ondraaga pesi kondu irunthom.Pinbu canteen sendru samosa sapitom, naan paal matum kudithen susiyum paal kudithaan. Naangal ondraaga neer kudika selum pozhuthu susi ennai paarthu muudu thaangaamal sexyaana avan.