"Jumping out of bed, I run to the window naked and peek out the partially open blind. I look down and there is Andrew mowing the lawn, he is shirtless... I watch as his muscular torso responds to every minute movement of the mower. When he turns for the next pass, the giggles start as I watch those developed pecs jiggle with each step."Oh God, how this man turns me on." I think to myself, as I become aroused once again.Fifteen minutes and two orgasms later, Andrew is finished. After putting the. 8:00 passed, my wife still engrossed in her game. I turned on Pandora,and tuned in a station based on songs by Pink.Was my wife going to take her bath, or stay up till 10? Or should I justtell her I had a costume and see how she reacted?I nerviously paced, afraid of her reaction.After ten minutes of nervous pacing, Sara Bareilles' song "Brave" came on,and my inner Harley prevailed. Standing behind where my wife was sitting(and out of the direct light), I told her that I was inspired by. She went back to work the next day, as if nothing had happened. She recorded the conversation she had with Stan about why she’d had to take the day off and he’d been shocked by the news that he had the Clap. Later that week, he was served with six different lawsuits while he was standing in the middle of a luncheon attended by his wife. That raised all kinds of hell, because Beth and I were each suing him for assault with the details of the STD he’d given her and by extension, me. Then we were. .. why would I get mad?"I promise" I whispered in his ear while trying to sound confident and sexy. I noticed Craig look over at his phone that was lying on the bed next to us, as if he was still debating on showing me... I felt him slide into my pussy, and I took the opportunity to grab his phone. It wasn't done secretly, he was full aware of what I was I doing when I asked him "what's your password for your phone?". He slowly fucked me with long, slow pace strokes as he said "9876"... and I.