My husband never said a work. Every action I took was teasing us both, and putting me closer to getting fucked by another man while my husband stayed ...t home waiting for me.Mike stayed silent, calling my bluff. He did’t think I had the guts to leave the house at 2:30am and go fuck someone else. Hell, I didn’t think I had the guts either, but the smile on my husband’s face, waiting for me to chicken out, was the big push I needed. I don't know why I walked out the door that night. Was it because. She smiled, not a coy smile, not a mischievous smile, but one brimming with affection. It was at that moment that he felt one with her. Gingerly he took her hands towards the pussy and touched it."It is smooth," he said. 'You must have shaved this afternoon,' he said, but to himself. "It is smooth," he repeated aloud."Your tennis playing hands are not," she said."My left hand is no better," he said. He paused. He got an idea. "My cheeks? I shaved this afternoon. It must be as smooth." He looked. These would be locked togetherand also to a chain that hung down from the back of the collar. She wouldlastly use a big silk scarf to blindfold me so I was completely helpless. Iwould be moved over to the end of the bed then ordered to stay there. I couldhear them undressing as I stood there, being in helpless bondage would makemy cock get very hard. When she was finished undressing I could hear her geton the bed, and then I would feel her slowly stroke my cock through thespandex. When I was. " She left me there tounge fucking and licking her tight asshole that had now closed back up. i couldnt help looking in the mirror seeing my own asshole gaping open. She moaned out. " NOW." Ahs i spit every last drop that filled up my mouth in to her asshole. When I did that she blew a load of her cum on to my dick and then layed down. She took a small nap which gave me a chance to shower off. It wasn't till an hour later she awoke and then got dressed and came down stairs. "Hey jeff." MY.