Secondly, I will need to be drinking heavily so I can numb my mind to what I’ll be doing. And thirdly, you do need to be nearby in the closet to pro...ect me and keep things from getting out of hand. Does that work for you?”I was quite frankly a little stunned that Joan agreed to it so quickly, and I must admit that it was beginning to excite me just a little. I had read some cuckold stories about men who wanted to see their wives with other men, and my dick was getting hard just thinking about. "I'm sliding," she said a few moments later.Confused, I stopped kissing her."Off the bed," she elaborated.I moved so she could move to the center of her twin bed. I moved to her side and lay partially on her and we resumed our kisses.In a short time, she pushed me away and gasped for air. I breathed hard but didn't sound as winded as she did.I looked at those lips. I had to have more of them. When I brought my mouth down, I strangely felt her tongue against my lips. I opened my mouth in. I hoped ben would be taking me to that fancy french restaurant we both liked.When he rang the bell and I answered, I was quite disappointed when I saw him in jeans and a tee shirt. He immediately took me in his arms and kissed me passionately. I allowed him until I felt his hand slipping under the hem of my dress, as if he expected me to let him fuck me right in the hallway."Slow down" I said, stepping away. "What's with the jeans? I was hoping you were taking me somewhere nice to eat”"Oh, I. He sat staring at her, wondering about the things she avoided talking about. ‘I want to know more about you, Jesse. Will you please tell me what is bothering you? ‘ ‘You want to talk about that now? ‘ She asked. ‘I wanted to talk about it earlier.’ ‘Why do you have to persist with this? You don’t hear me asking about you and I don’t know that much either. ‘ She said up, starring at him in defiance. ‘Yes, you don’t ask, which also puzzles me. You don’t want to know about me, you don’t want me.