There was an obvious bulge in his shorts. We carried on chatting for around fifteen minutes, when my wife stirred again, this time, waking up. At firs... she was surprised to see David there but smiled when I told her who he was. She obviously wasn't aware of the free show she was giving him and continued to lay there, legs spread in front of him. It was only when she looked directly across at him and saw the swelling in his shorts that the realisation hit her and she quickly lifted her leg back. “You okay?” Bev sat down next to her and handed her another beer.The blonde took a long hard swig. “Just horny,” she whispered to her friend. She looked around. “Lots of hot guys but they’re all taken, and I haven’t had sex since Bill and I broke up.” That was a couple of months ago, which had been the push for her to rethink her life and decide on her upcoming international travel.“Hmm ... you could jump Jim,” Bev said, referring to her boyfriend, who wasn’t in sight at the moment. “He said he. "Give it to me now!" Madi groaned into my ear, fondling my balls as I leaned to her breasts and sucked on her nipples. I wasn't exactly enjoying the cold steel in my mouth, but her hot nipple made the combination rather interesting to feel against my tongue. After a few minutes of the teasing, I made her go on her knees and pressed my cock to her lips. 'At least the guy left.' I realized as Madi worked her odd oral magic on me. I felt her tongue swirl around the head of my cock, moving in. If he feels the need to dip his wick in another pot, he and I work it out together. Or more, I take charge of it. I sit on his lap, grinding my panties against his cock as I swipe left and right through Tinder, or browsing his matches on OKCupid. When I find a nice match, I show him and let him squeeze my tits and rub my pussy as I start messaging them, turning on his charm for them.And if the flirting goes well, and she shows interest in what she thinks is my boyfriend, then I will let him get.