Peter Parker arrives home to find his wife lying in bed in sexy red underwear. Red Stocking with matching garter, red lace panties and a red cut out b...a. "Tiger, you just hit the jackpot." She smiled. Pulling of his Spiderman costume he moved to seduce his wife. However, he did not know that the symbiote had affected him already. It had made it impossible for him to consciously detect it. And it had increased Peter's love making skills by several thousand times. Peter caressed his wife's skin. I went to the bartender and said the magical word Let me in, I'm a friend of Doug (that’s an older story and to long to tell you now, but that gives me entrance to to the secret bar behind, or actually its a bar, a room with poker tables and a small stage, wit an even smaller cinema, for 8 persons, and showing X-rated movies 24/7)Well I entered the second bar with my wife, paid out another champagne and then took her by the hand and led her in to the cinema, and she just laugh. She said poor. She worried a bit about taste, but did not allow it to show on her face. By all accounts, fellatio, (okay, she admitted to herself, cocksucking), was a mainstream practice - it couldn't be TOO horrible. Watching him, never allowing the smile to leave her face, she flicked her tongue across the tip, picking up the bubble of fluid bulging from the opening at the tip. While Alan dealt with the explosive sensation, she analyzed the flavors. The fluid was a lubricant, no doubt; certainly, it wasn't. "What are you wearing underneath your clothes?" she asked."Why, silk panties, of course."OK, I was lying here. My cock started to throb again. This was more exciting than anything I can remember in recent history. I was elated yet somehow nervous. I had visions of the sex fantasy police bursting in the door and arresting me for impersonating a lesbian. 'But your honor, I love women!' I don't know if that would hold up in court."I am getting horny just thinking about meeting a new girl." She.