" Yes, Helga, I'm sorry I lost my temper. It's my fault," said a smiling 'Mr. Willis'.Matt dropped a sensuous mouth. In broken, heavily accented Engli...h, she said, "It be me, Gloria. Our honeymoon, we went to-" she groped, but couldn't remember. Where had they gone?"Hawaii, and we stayed at the Hilton," laughed the apparent Matthew. "What a glorious time that was, Gloria, you were so sexy!"Gloria's body warmed to her husband's touch and smile. Then she frowned. "What are we going to do with. She wants them off. She's waited for too long. She pulls them off and stands back up, waiting. She's beautiful standing there naked in front of me. Just a little puff of hair above her clit and I can see the wetness all over her.I lean close and mouth to her lips. She gasps. I let my tongue explore her. All around the outside till it slips inside her. She rocks back against the wall and opens up even more. I push my face to her with my tongue deep inside. She's breathing heavy as I start to eat. ” He said nothing, his expression impassive. He waited. “Oh God, Phil; Do I have to beg? Please don’t make me beg. But I do want it. So badly”. She paused, pretending to not want the crude words pass her “innocent” lips. Then she continued, her voice now almost an ashamed whisper. “Lick my little clit. Please, baby. Suck on it. And eat my pussy. I want to feel your fingers in me and your tongue on my clit. I want you to make me cum with your tongue and your fingers. Please make me cum. Can you. I must admit that my assumption isn’t based on any statistical data, merely on my own husband’s incessant remarks that he too fantasizes about me having sex with another woman, preferably a young, ravishing brunette with a British accent. Well, he got his wish, sort of.As the Uber pulled up in front of our house, I found myself trying to rationalize what had just happened. What started off as an innocent drink after work, ended with him exploding into my mouth as she watched intently from the.