Feeling the excitement, she took my hand which was on her boobs and moved it inside her bra. I was feeling her naked boobs, touching her nipples, some...imes pressing them and caressing the nicely.She was getting all charged up, and suddenly she placed her one hand over my dick which was getting rock hard. She felt it getting hard and unzipped my pant and moved her hand inside it. She was feeling my dick over my undies and I was pressing her nipples even harder now.As the excitement grew, I. I was a little eager because I wanted to touch her again. We started out dancing far apart but soon moved closer. As I danced, I kept watching my wife with Joe. Joe was about 62, medium build, and gray sophisticated hair. My wife looked good dancing with Joe. I liked watching my wifes long, stocking covered legs move to the music. I started thinking about Joe and my wife together. I started to fantasize about the two of them getting it on. I fantasized later that night, after we go back to the. Would he listen to her?Would he throw her out again?Would he forgive her?It had been so long …And what about sex? Yeah, Chris may be horny, but it had been nearly ten years. What if she didn’t feel an attraction to him anymore?What if it wasn’t like she remembered?What if she had built it up in her mind so much that the reality couldn’t compare?What if he had changed?What if she couldn’t trust him anymore?What if the magic was gone?Christie kept going back and forth before finally admitting. "So, who wants to fuck me?"Reaching down, I began to stroke my own shaft, slowly and lasciviously,bringing it back to life.Their faces were a picture, flushed with desire, but also clouded withconfusion and embarrassment. Alex muttered something I couldn't hear.Straightening up, I moved close in to him. Ignoring his flinch as ourcocks brushed together, I brought my mouth to his and kissed him. He wastentative at first, but when I reached between us and fondled his ballshis tongue became more.