You see about every other month or so, my wife gets together with two of her friends and they go out, oh sometimes just to lunch, so they can talk and...laugh, and other times, like tonight, to go out to dinner and maybe even some dancing. I admit I like when they go out dancing. The thought of my wife dancing with another man, or even other men, just, well it just makes me so proud and excited. Like many married men, I love the thought of my wife being admired and touched by other men or even. My neighborhood lost power and the temperature outside fell lower and lower. Pulling the generator out into six inches of snow was nearly impossible, but I managed. Too bad my husband was on the East Coast with his son from an earlier marriage. The generator wasn't set up to power the whole house, but my husband had rigged a way to plug in the gas furnace's blower to the generator. Power failures are common here. It worked until the power came back on. But the second time the power went off I. Starting at your neck and slowly working my way down your back and down your legs and feet and then back up to your lovely butt. I gently let my finger lightly rub your rose bud until you begin to moan. Then I stop and help you roll over onto your back. And I then repeat the same on your front soaping you all up from your lovely neck down to your toes. I pay close attention to your lovely breast and then to your clit. Then rinsing you off the same way as I did your back. I begin lightly. She sat up on the edge of the bed. Where was Sam? The darkness was complete. Still she could not detect his presence. She wanted him to see her, to see her naked with a pussy full of his father’s cum. Jamie was unaware of a change taking place in her. Those secret thoughts that would shame hell were now unexplored kinks. Having fucked her son, the demon was loose!Jamie turned on an interior light. Sam must be outside. She sighed and grabbed an old robe from the tiny closet. It was an old thing.