I saw your tanned, smooth thighs and the curve of your ass as you battled with the wind while walking past me. You looked at me to see if I had seen a...ything, and I quickly looked in the other direction, across the street to the park, trying to play it cool, wondering if you saw straight through my game. Whether or not you knew that I had seen was irrelevant to me as I was eager to get home after that. I quickly walked the half-block to where my car was parked and high-tailed it to my. "This is my husband Daniel," she introduced in a soft, sad voice."Uh hi," I said vaguely, without any interest. After all, how often does a guy discuss fucking another man's wife with the man himself? Not too often I'll bet. I stood there, silent, not knowing what to say or do."Please sit down," she begged. "There will be no artifice, what you called 'fucking with your head' at all, just the facts." She swallowed and gestured toward a chair.I sat. "Okay, tell me what you want and leave. Get. .... Yes, yes, he agreed and they went on the easy way. Youshould see how blue his balls are right now. He's probably loving it.Then I pulled the last two straps on the jacket between his legs and hegot a taste of just how restrictive that jacket is. He's packaged upgood and tight. What?... Oh yeah, his prick is loving it, as much asit can bound like I have it. You know me and ropes. Hahahaha Iwouldn't be surprised if he wears pantyhose at home. What a pervert.So anyways, I replace. I showed how to go up and down, and then get a little bit of a twist with your wrist if he wanted. He tried it, but he couldn't seem to get it right. Without thinking I reached over and grabbed his cock to show him how to do it. I immediately took my hand off and said I was sorry, and I didn't mean to. He said it was okay, and that I could stroke his, but only if he could do it to me too. I said sure, and we reached over and started jerking each other off. I have to say it was actually really.