I'll be right back." Sharon then kissed his cheek before heading down the hallway.As she ducked into his restroom, Jason quietly said to himself, "Thi... is turning out much better than I thought." He then turned on some soft music, poured them each a glass of red wine, and dimmed the lights. Just as he sat on the couch Jason heard the restroom door open.He looked up and saw Sharon coming toward him. She was nude from the waste up. Her firm C-cup breasts stood proudly on her chest. Her hard. I have no idea what I would have done.Wrestling may still be a nerdy sport for guys, but for the girls, it is heavenly. All different weight classes and sizes, but these were sparsely dressed, exquisitely muscled, grunting, sweaty specimens of testosterone-laden masculinity in tights. I could have enjoyed watching this at home on a DVD. It was downright arousing. Had this guy discovered some new kind of visual aphrodisiac for women?Had he been someone I would normally go out with, I would have. Let's go watch."When we got to the living room, we saw Sue serving everyone in turn an appetizer. As she stepped between every other person on the sofas, she bent with straight legs so her pleated skirt climbed slowly up, up past her toned thighs, across her bare ass cheeks, up past the small indent for her ass hole. And there it was! My wife's denuded bearded clam was completely, brightly, shamelessly, lustily displayed to the other half of the room. Most of the party had moved to or behind. ’ I stated just as firmly. ‘You’re going to jail for a long time. Grant it, you’ll probably be at one of those cushy, white collar prisons, but you’re going away still the same.’ ‘You really think I give first class head?’ She playfully grinned while reaching over and grabbing my crotch. God, she was too much. It’s probably why her husband who was a good 30 years older than her fell for her ‘I need a sugar daddy’ act. ‘Okay.’ I said. I acted like I wanted to shove her hand away from my now.