"Me too, its been way too long," my wife answered hugging me back.Their hug continued for a few seconds and I suddenly noticed that one of his hands a...e feeling my wife side boob, I wanted to say something but they broke the hug and my wife held his hand and lead him to our living room."Hi, i am Mike," I said as they passed me."Hi," Ben barely answered and pretty much pushed me out of the way as they passed me on their way to the living room."What are you drinking?" my wife asked him."Just cold. At that point, I gradually evacuated her undies. Well! The smell. It made me insane.Gradually I moved my forefinger over her pussy. She gave a twitch. I could feel the shudder. I rubbed her pussy; moved my fingers on her clit. Gradually began expanding the speed. She was absolutely slithering on the bed endeavoring to hold to whatever accessible (the pad, the bed sheet, my hair – in turns) thoroughly getting into the demonstration.Presently I began to lick her pussy. She began to groan. One thing I noticed was that I was not the only guy who was working late in the firm. Uncle Raj was always there as well working late into the night. Years later he still had the same passion and desire which really inspired me. One night I had a strange dream. There was this beautiful city and flowers were blowing in the wind. Right in the center of that city an astonishing tower was standing and in front of it 2 people were standing holding each other and looking lovingly at one another.. ”“Eh?”“Oh,” he said and looked crestfallen.“Charlie, it’s still early, take me out, I want a drink, but not just a drink, I want to stand at a bar with you, with your arm around me, I want to dance with you, feeling you holding me close,.I want everyone to see us, I don’t want to shower because I want you to smell me,” I put my lips to his ear and whispered. “I want you to smell my cunt, Charlie.” * There was a group performing in the pub, so I grabbed Charlie up to dance. I pressed myself up.