Julie says, “Well, I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t.” They meet each other in the middle of the room and start kissing. This is when I realize t...at it is so hot to watch my wife kiss another woman! This kiss is very long as they are also exploring each other with their hands. My wife is rubbing Julie’s breasts over her shirt and Julie has a handful of my wife’s ass. My wife then slides her hands down to the button on Julie’s jeans and unbuttons them and slides the zipper down. My wife slides. She may be just into her forties, but she is hot. I’m glad she doesn’t wear much make up, I hate make up. Around the house she usually wears sweatpants and sweatshirts, unless it’s close to bedtime then she walks around in pajamas and a robe like tonight. It’s was a little hot out so she was most likely wearing shorts and a spaghetti strap top.“How was work today?” she asked pausing her show, and looking at me over her cross stitch.“Not too bad.” I answered back a little tired as I kicked off. “Now, I am going to ask you a question. I have a brother your age, so I’ll know if you lie to me. If you tell the truth, you can help me get undressed.”I want to see the merchandise first.Jennifer stood up now and focused her gaze from one set of blue eyes to the other. The boys held their breath in anticipation.What would they least want to admit? Oh, of course…“How often do you masturbate?”Ryan’s eyes widened in alarm. Jack’s face went beet red. Jenn looked down.“The shorts, gentlemen. NOW.. The cheeks of your bottom are stroked. Kissing continues down your back. Hands are everywhere. And, especially now, a hand is in your sex.A finger slides between your lips and encounters the profuse moisture you have generated. Lubricated by your wetness, it wanders up and down your slit, spreading the moisture. It leaves, and you smell yourself on the finger as it reaches your mouth. The fragrance is familiar -- wet and musky. And you open your mouth to taste your juices. You suck the finger.