Hers was tequila, a double.Yes, this was her first night. She was from Missouri. No, she didn't know a soul here yet. She liked Billie Holiday. She ha... a probation officer - something about a misunderstanding with an old boyfriend. Yes, she'd like another double. Sure, she'd love to go to my car for a buzz. She raved about my Toyota as though it was a Ferrari. We smoked most of the homegrown stashed recklessly under the front seat. We drank, she danced, and I struggled to stay in touch with. I figured no harm in that and agreed.Over a couple beers at a near by sports bar, we watched a game and engaged in a little small talk. When he suggested we go back to his place, I paused. Maybe it was the beers, maybe it was his casual, likable attitude, his calm, easy going demeanor, whatever it was I said yes.Sitting on his couch, he brought over a couple more beers and sat down next to me. He casually put his hand on my thigh and it sent jolts through me. His touch was electric. He most had. I had never seen my wife act like this. Laying down on the bed my hands was pulled to side of the bed and tied to the bedpost. Then I felt her take my legs, spreading them apart she tied them to the bedpost as well. Now this is getting weird, was this my wife doing this to me? And what has she got on her mind?My cock was so hard I thought it was gonna break off anytime. Suddenly something warm was poured on my back and she was giving me a back rub. Now this I can get into thinking to myself.. She sucked up my spunk loudly and so did i and we laughed together on camera. I even sucked her engagement ring clean, wiggling my eyebrows like she had done. She seemed to really get off on me doing that. She kissed me. Not like before, this was gentle, at least at first. Even tentative, romantic. We stared into each other's eyes for a long, unexpected, very tender moment. I guess we were both surprised to find ourselves fucking each other. But the tenderness passed almost immediately and we.