As fate would have it, we moved to the other side of town so that I no longer had a 1 hour commute twice a day. Bonnie and Sharon finally were able to...get together. They decided to go shopping and grab lunch. This was the day the began us down the road of Bonnie becoming a hotwife. After over 7 years of not seeing each other they finally met up to go shopping. Sharon had picked my wife up in her new Jaguar convertible. I could see that Sharon had had some work done since the last time I saw. She tells me she is a bit of a dom. So I'll play along, see where it goes. If she wants me to be passive, I can be passive. Back at the room, she tells me about dancing and how to make money from men easily. She assures me that the way she is demonstrating dancing is really easy and she can do it all night and men throw money at dancers doing it. She shows me some lap dance techniques -- on the floor and not on me!!? I'm quiet. I smile. And I'm passive and patient. Kind of weird. But the. Resigning myself to the inevitable need for porn to find sexual relief, I typed the first thing that came to mind. ‘Sexy nude Latina maids,’ I read out loud as my fingers flowed over the keyboard. As expected there were a million plus responses and most of the first page were all sites with 5-minute porn star trailers trying to convince consumers to subscribe in order to see the grand finale. I didn’t even bother with them, they never had what I was looking for. Near the bottom of the page. She knew that we really were for real, I saw her shed tears, so I gave her a huge hug.“I love you mom,” I said.“I know sweetheart. I love you too, more than anything honestly,” Maria replied.“Hello dad and I are sitting right here,” Ray said.Then we both laughed for a minute.“Oh yeah, I forgot you were here,” Maria said.“So do you two mind if we ask, before you got big, how was the sex?” Jim asked.“Well that's right up there with 'How big is he?' daddy,” I replied.“Well?” Maria asked.“What, you.