“I’ve got a wife, three kids, and a great sex life. But I do sometimes have a problem finding it in the daytime.”“What about at night?” the ...oc asked.“Nights are no problem,” Dave said “‘cause there’s two of us looking for it then.”The wondrously stacked blonde appeared at her door in a strapless evening gown that defied gravity.“Terrific!” said her admiring escort. “I don’t see what holds that dress up!”“Play your cards right, dear, and you will” she murmured.There were some backwoods. Ashley was still organizing things, as she led me from the shower, and turned off the water (and, gotta tell you, if you haven’t seen her bend at the waist, nude, to turn off the taps, you have not personally witnessed absolute PROOF that The Almighty loves us, and wants men to be happy.) Her derriere was a thing of perfection, toned, taut, curvy and firm, and my eyes were drawn irresistibly to her form, immobilizing me even as she turned and stood.She stole my go-to line. “What?”I shook my. He reminded her of Bruce Willis ( of whom her fantasy was to have sex)After a few weeks she expressed how horny she felt when they just spoke to one another and how would I feel if she had sex with him. She and he had been flirty sexting for a while. I was in 2 minds about this and asked if she had discussed this with him. She said she had not but felt it could happen as he is a man and the right approach at the right time and it could easily happen.A day or two later she said she wanted me to. She watched him pull it out of the house keeper one day. She walked to the back door, Hester was on his day bed and he stroked her well. I watched them for 10 min or so. Did not want to interrupt a good view. he had no idea of the audience. His wife was taking a nap like she usually does on cleaning day. I think she knows and just lets it happen. I suggested we eat in the kitchen and keep talking. Hell no, I have things set in my room; follow me. Her bedroom has a small where she seated me..