"Oh yes, this weekend, Connie has to swap back in a few nights, but weshould have another.. Desperate housewife with us to make it a trueperformance, ... know if I had my wife performing a very sexy stripteasefor me, id be excited and eager for more", I heard 'Anna' say to us aswe all smiled eagerly and raised our glasses for a toast."To us, may our husbands get the shock of their lives", I said to themas we toasted and drank from our glasses. The next hour was spenttalking, making idle chit. I reached back and undid my bra allowing my breasts the freedom they so desired. It joined my polo and I returned standing between his legs. His cock was rock hard now and ready. I reached down and slid my hand up and down it a couple of times teasingly.I hooked my thumbs in the side of my panties and shimmed them down to my feet. I stepped out and held them out to him like a prize. He leaned forward and took a big whiff, letting my aroma fill his nostrils. I straddled him guiding his cock to. I got out of the bed, made my way to the bathroom, turned the water on, took a leak, and stepped into the shower. I lathered myself up from head to toe, stepped out of the flow from the shower head, and was enjoying the feel of the spray from the shower head, and the feeling my hands were causing as I bathed my genitals. It was funny how I could become aroused so quickly even after a night of sexual bliss, but aroused I was, and I was into the feeling of my hand sliding up and down on my soapy. I just want him. Sex used to be amazing. He used to love to go down on me and devour me. Make me moan. Make me scream. Now, it’s anonymous voices on the other end of my headphones. Voices that make me throb and make me so hot that it’s hard to breathe. Make me twitch when I run my hand down between my thighs, under the waist band of my pants, into my panties, until I reach my clit and then dip my fingers in between my lips where they get so, so wet and so slick. It feels so much better when my.