I looked over at my husband then kissed my friend as I slowly slid my hand up her silky thigh, underneath her chemise, and began caressing the wet lip... of her pussy with my fingers. She let out quiet moans. I glanced over at my husband. I could see the precum on the tip of his dick reflecting the candlelight in the room. His eyes were wide open as if he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. I whispered in her ear to go over to him. As she walked over to him he looked at me as if he were. He slept likea baby and woke refreshed and energized. He had a bounce in his step anda lightness in his movements that made him feel like an Olympic gymnast.Sex with Dee was unbelievable -- his entire body felt like one hugeerogenous zone. He had the stamina of a twenty year old and when hereached climax it lasted longer and was more intense than ever before.Oddly, as great as sex felt, he wasn't troubled by the constant *need*for sex. If Dee initiated intimate activity he was soon ready to go. Holly did what she could to squelch the fire in those bright red, throbbing, and still fully profound bottom cheeks. At least Missy didn’t have to drop those awful white panties. Holly then handed her some tissues and pointed towards her legs, causing Missy’s face to flush. Finally Holly reminded her to go back and retrieve her hairbrush. A girl always needs her grooming tool to look her best. Missy dabbed her eyes with her hanky and returned to the inner office for her brush. It was on. Uske sakt biceps par haath rakh kar main boli, “Tum chinta kyu karte ho, main hu na.”Woh chaunk gaya. Meri taraf mud kar bola. “Bhabhi, aap kya keh rahi hai?” Ye kehte samay uska dhyaan meri cleavage par gaya. Main bohut karib thi uske aur ye mauka main khona nahi chahti thi. Uske kandhe par sar rakhkar main boli, “Tum chinta kyu karte ho, ye Nikita bhabhi tumhara achhe se khayaal rakhegi.”Jab hum bistar par bathe the, tab bhi usne apni chhoti nikkar pehen rakhi thi. Fir halke haath se main.