I felt pretty baked, but Robert looked like he’d been caramelized … he was practically a puddle.We were all out on our back deck under the shade a...ning. The day was winding down, the light beginning to ease into that soft reddish Golden Hour glow before sunset. We’d fired up the bong to welcome Robert - he’d driven down after all. Plan had been to smoke some dope, have a soak in the hot tub, fuck my wife, and cook dinner … but my wife’s surprise had derailed the agenda.Now we were all chilling. The radiance from the lamps wasrelaxing her. She rested her head against the wall andclosed her eyes."I think you should let me see what you're wearing forour swim," she suggested.He removed his shoes and socks while Celia drank thelast of her beer. She was getting a gentle buzz andheard herself giggle, "More."He paused with his shirt over his head, "More beer ormore Stephan?" "Oh, more both." Well, I brought a six-pack and ... " he pulled offthe shirt with a flourish and tossed it in her. "How... how personal?" What the hell," I said, "I'm just going to ask you. You can answer or not. You've been divorced for two years, right? I don't think you've had one date during that time. At least I've never heard you mention dating anyone. Don't you ever have a desire for sex, or, you know, some kind of release?"The look on her face... you would have thought I had kicked her in the stomach. I thought she was going to stop breathing."Are you alright Barb?" I asked with concern. "Listen, I. Once our lips aparted she removed my shirt and I removed her top and bra releasing her small firm tits. I laid her on the bed and moved between her legs over her body for our lips to meet and to kiss her passionately again. Our lips aparted again and I then placed kisses down Caitlyn's neck and over her body untill reaching her jeans. I undid the button and zip and she then lift her hips and I removed her pants. I then kissed her thighs as she said but I'm sweaty down there and I looked at her.