When I returned from the post office, Helen was waiting for me, dressed in her usual black body stocking.Did she know where I had been and what I had ...een doing there? I sure didn't want to think about it now, so she could pick up what was on my mind. I made a conscious effort to think of something else. I tried to remember the names of my girlfriends before I met Cathy. That didn't take very long. Then I tried to remember the names - and the nicknames - of my teachers at high school.Helen. She could dance all night and I was worn out. The first couple of songs were fast and then the band played a slower song. I was watching them slow dance. My wife looked so hot. They were dancing close and she began to rub up against him. The song ended, and before they walked off the dance floor, her arms dropped and she grabbed his ass. This made him jump and they laughed. We all sat back down. My wife was between us two guys. I asked her if she enjoyed dancing and let her know how hot she. I was listening suddenly i thought of asking her if she wants to listen. She agreed and i told her to come on to bed have a sheet on it n listen,with one side she was listening and other side me. Suddenly i got an idea to enjoy her boobs so i asked her can i lay on your lap and listen she agreed.At that time i was feeling dam hot due to her touch, so i switch on the fan and intensely i used to brush my face over her tight nighty but she never reacted. I was on cloud nine after some time she. He was so slow, working all the muscles in her back, by the time he got to her butt cheeks I already had a pretty serious hard on. Just then, he asked to be excused and directions to the bathroom. It was getting time for another glass of wine anyway so when he left I asked Debbie if she would like some. She just nodded and groaned what I took to be a yes. Returning with her wine, she thanked me with a light kiss on my lips, then confessed that this was turning her on more than she ever would.