Once back at the room, one guy got ice, they pulled out more beer and I turned on the radio. We sat around and I said "Honey why don't you dance for u...?" She smiled and began to dance very sexily for us, the guys were loving it. I asked her if she was "hot" and she said "yes" so I suggested she remove her top. She began to slowly unbutton her top and let it slide from her shoulders. The guys voiced their approval for her 36D's and white sheer bra. She massaged her breasts and reached behind. As quickly as the door opened, it was shut, the light disappeared allowing her to open her eyes. She struggled to focus for a moment, but before long she looked upon the person who would own her for the rest of her life. He was quite tall and handsome with short dark hair and sparkling blue eyes complimenting his features. He was extremely fit and his body defiantly showed evidence that he was benefiting from a highly efficient fitness regime. He looked young, maybe 25 years or so and as he. She had been talking with him.Anita then brought him over and we had a few more drinks. He introduced himself as Phil and he soon felt really comfortable.Things got flirty and suggestive with my sexy wife. We finally asked him if he wanted to go to a motel and he agreed.I drove and my wife sat in the back seat with her new friend.The guy was soon pulling down the shoulder straps of Anita’s body suit. I heard my wife starting to moan, as Phil sucked her nipples.Listening to them made me hard as. On the outside, he seemed like a pretty normal guy. He had short brown hair with bright green eyes and he was well-built. He looked ten years younger than he actually was. He had his own apartment, but spent a lot of his time at his childhood home with his mother (whom he was close to) and his sister Via, who was nearly fifteen.But, if you examined James a little closer, you'd see that he was not quite normal at all. In fact, some may call him sick, twisted, perverted, even a nymphomaniac. His.