I wanted to see how you were doing. You seemed pretty sad last time,’ Lydia said. ‘Well, that’s pretty much every day for me. I’m fine, no wor...ies,’ I said. ‘That’s good, that’s good,’ she said, stepping towards me. ‘Is there anything I can do to make you happy?’ ‘Huh?’ Lydia moved even closer to me, until I could feel her breath against my neck, and her breasts brushing my stomach slightly. ‘Shh, let me try something,’ she said. ‘I’m never this forward. I’ve never had a boyfriend, and I don’t. Want a beer?" I asked."Sure…" he said, looking a bit bewildered. I got a couple of beers and brought them to the living room where Johnny was sitting. He was sitting on the sofa, on the edge of his seat, as if he was ready to bolt at any second."Relax Johnny, I just want to talk to you. Now you and Stacy have been seeing each other for a while, haven't you?" I asked."Yeah, for a couple of months or so, why?" he asked."Well, I think it's a good thing, you and her getting together. I mean after. She was erect, with a small penis – maybe 3”, and I stroked it through the front of her thong panties, then got between her legs to rub my larger organ against hers. She moaned into my mouth as we kissed, then I rolled over on my back to give her access to my cock.She got on her knees and quickly took me in her mouth, her hand caressing my balls. She was kneeling sideways to me, and I could easily reach her ass. I caressed her cheeks and ran my fingertips down between them, pulling the thong. I was motivated and wanted to assess how Maya was considering my progress… As expected, my wife was travelling extensively. I had times when she’d be away for up to 10 days. It is during one of those longer trips that things developed beyond expectations with Maya.Porn and vibrator was one thing. Showing her how I was looking like was a very different one. The cultural difference for Maya, the fact that some degree of interaction would arise, the unknown regarding her reactions, feelings, etc.,.