.....................I had on one occasion seen Ange giving her husband a blow job. I wasn't supposed to see, but I AM a bit of a v*yeur, I'm afraid... She was VERY good at it, so it seemed. This had been on a ski trip , where she and her husbandand I , and her brother Andy were all in a jacuzzi. Her brother Andy who looks like a male copy of Angie.Andy and I had left the Jacuzzi to give them some privacy after they had started snogging. We'd all got shorts/bikinis on, at the start.. The mouth that bids him farewell as they part ways for the day. The mouth that greets him when the day's work is done. The mouth that shares her daily ambitions, triumphs, and setbacks. The mouth that so often says 'yes' to him. The mouth that engulfs him. The mouth that whispers those naughty little motivators at just the right moment. The mouth that calls out his name. The mouth that kisses him goodnight.The blower on the furnace clicks off and is quiet again.She smiles briefly and. " Turns out M.'s Husband has a condition that rendered him unable to satisfy her as well as bed ridden. I guess she spent her nights with her buzzing friend. Well, we hit it off really well, I took on a lot of the house repair duties for her, both scoring points with J and at the same time, becoming closer to M. Things changed in the spring when J asked if I could open the pool for her mom, that she didnt know how to do the chemicals and filter. I reluctantly agreed and made my way over to. . “) the more excited we became. Weended with over an hour of hot, wet sex, inspired bya fellow that she barely knew and whom had I nevermet. We moved to another city the next year. Although sheand Bernie had become friends in the interveningtime, he was too conservative and respectful to makea move on her and she was too shy to bring up thetopic of having an “affair”. We had many hot nightsinspired by him, however, and poor Bernie will neverknow what he missed.It took a while.