I had no sexual expectations, as I knew she was in a relationship already and had told her so. The trip was of mutual benefit to both of us, but I did...secretly harbor a hope that something might happen. When I picked her up at the airport, I recognized her immediately. We hugged like long lost friends. After loading Lida’s bags into my car, we drove home, stopping on the way to pick up some food for dinner. We got back to my place, opened up a bottle of wine and sat down to eat. We discussed. We talking like some one who know each other for long. I felt she was liking by the way she was talking to me not caring of me being married. She was BE comp sci student.Suddenly my wife came out showing her dress and again went inside. I though I don’t have much time and there was no one there so I gained some courage and asked her number straight forward, she felt little awkward asked no by a stranger but next moment don’t know to my amazement she just gave no to me. While we are exchange no. Highly unusual. But also hot, juicy, plum, and ripe for the taking. I opened her big legs and saw her in her full glory. Waxed pussy, not wrinkled like I would expect, big fat ass, waiting for me. I started by kissing her hips. Then went up to her thighs. In some points I hit the right spot so she moaned, softly. They were juicy and yummy. This is when I first noticed a faint saint of perfume. Not too much though, faint and pleasant. And not the sort you usually notice on old ladies. In my. We arrived at the party. As soon as we entered the house, a mansion really, I felt out of place. Not only did I not know a single person here besides Heather, every girl I saw was dressed as if they were about to be filmed in a porno scene. There was the slutty pirate, the slutty mermaid, the slutty flapper, the slutty cop, the slutty nurse, the slutty Cinderella, three slutty Lady Gaga's and, of course, the slutty school girl. The women's ages ranged from early twenties to over forty.Heather.