“What way do you want Cynthia” I asked. “I don’t know. You decide” she replied. She is trembling now. I don’t think she has ever expressed...this desire before. This husband must be a bloody fool. His wife is hot to trot and he isn’t interested. I decide then and there to give this beautiful woman a weekend she will not forget.I lean over and kiss her. I didn’t have much practical knowledge. In truth Cynthia was only the third woman I had had sex with. But nights watching porn movies while I. We were on our way few minutes later and after parking were on our way to eat. Having another great meal we were at a club listening to some good Blues music. Jodie was on her second glass of wine and I was having a cola(I do not drink and drive and I especialy do not want to be impaired when dominating someone) Who should walk up to the table but the 2 college students we had seen the night before. Did you enjoy your eveneen the shorter redhead asked? Jodie repied It was SMASHING Bob really. To make it easier for him I bent over giving him more access which he took full advantage and found my waiting hole and started to play with it. Slowly and gently he pushed his dry finger inside even though it was a little uncomfortable I let him have his way. Then I felt something cool, on his other hand he somehow got some lube and now was inserting a lubed finger. This felt much better, so much so that my cock started to get hard.After a while of inserting one finger then two he took both of. She trailed them down, around his ears, as her tongue fought with his. Down around his neck they slipped, finally reaching the first button at the throat of his shirt. She flicked it open, her nails teasing his skin, going to the next and then the next until his shirt lay open around him. Her mouth left his, finding his neck, to nip and nibble as she tormented her tormentor.He growled her name and it was lost in the roaring cacophony of sound in the world gone mad that existed outside of their.