I tried to act like everything was the same before I went to Texas. I really did, and I thought I was doing a pretty good job of it, too. Unfortunatel..., I wasn't doing quite as good of a job as I thought. Mary knew that something was wrong. At least, I think that she knew, even though she didn't say anything about it.Well, it was an uncomfortable situation between me and my wife. I knew that the atmosphere in the house had changed. Everything seemed so surreal. I mean, we went through our. The meal lasted a good two hours, most of it talking rather than eating.The topics ranged from work to friends to some gardening chores we had plannedfor the weekend. Casual conversation seems to become more intimate and personalas two people grow closer together over time. Talking about the shrubs to beplanted by the door while her fingers lightly run over my arm brings us togetheras a couple just as much as a romp in bed all night long. I wasn't on a fixed time schedule but I did have more. He came over and stood in front of my husband brandishing his hard cock, and my husband couldn't resist fondling it and kissing it before letting it slide into his mouth. He barely had Paul's cock wet when Paul backed off and knelt down to unzip my husband's pants and take his cock out, wetting it with his saliva as it hardened into his sucking mouth.By the time my husband had his clothes off, Dave had me on the bed, and he was pulling my gown over my head and off while I undid his pants and. She looked stunning as I watched her dancing. She had chosen a tight dark green silk dress, a little bit short, which revealed her beautiful smooth long legs. Her cleavage was also visible and she was standing on a pair of sexy high heels. I could see why this black guy had chosen her to dance.Suddenly the music started to go slow dancing and the black guy quickly placed his arms onto Ana’s waist. This didn't really bother me as I trusted my sensual wife and had seen a few men dance with her in.