”I made a special point of asking both men to stand naked, facing the mirror wall with their legs apart and hands on the mirror so I could ogle thei... ass and their cock. “I am twenty years older than you two and I love your ass, I am very turned on looking at them, both of you, so is my man,” I tell them as I have my hands all over their ass.“Would you like to oil us?,” Damian asks as he passes me a bottle of oil. “$500 a bottle in Asia, it has magical properties and benefits.”A huge extra turn. She was wearing a black miniskirt, red blouse, black fishnet stockings; finished off with a pair of red 4 inch high heel fuck pumps. She had incredible shapely long muscular legs. With her dark hair and amazing green eyes she could have any guy she wanted. After a few minutes of idle chit-chat and me trying to hide my erection my wife Sandra came out of the bedroom dressed like a high class call girl. She was wearing a full length black cocktail dress that had a slit from her ankle to half way. .. I'm sorry I don’t mean to flirt so!" She stammered but he felt her eyes gazing in to her eyes and felt warmth spread throughout her body. His eyes traced from her eyeballs to her mouth and back, even daring to look at her ample bosom as it lay below him. He brought her back up and gave an exaggerated tug pulling her slightly closer into him. "Don't say sorry... You’re not a sorry person. You apologize. When you say you’re sorry it makes you sound like pathetic sweet heart. “He said. I’m no bitch! But I will take a new iPhone.“Well I guess, what time so I can check my – oh wait I forgot I no longer have a working phone –““Just come when you’re ready I don’t have any meetings”“Ok fine. See you tomorrow. With my NEW PHONE. You better have it”The next day I woke up and felt the need to get really pretty and then I felt ashamed. “You do not need to impress this man” I said to my self in the mirror while curling my hair. Some thing I never do. I walked into my office hair done,.