Before her every relationship ended in a year or close to a year but luckily this time he had spent more than 5 years with Sophie. Between them, sex w...s very good but overall life was not settling anywhere close to the level that they could think of getting married. Particularly, for the last 6 months or so, since Sophie got to be the Executive Secretary in the office, she had to work longer hours making her tired for Lewis in the bed. Slowly their sex life had dwindled to almost nothing.. For she feared if she pleasured her self now she could not go back out there and work with a clear head especially around Alex, and definitely not after the glow of and orgasm. For she knew she could always make her self come. 　 Whilst back in the living room the phone was ringing, it finally got on Alex nerves that much he answered in a terse. “Yes, what is so bloody important”? “Is Jazz available”? A female voice asked him. “No she’s in the shower”. Even the though of her in there had sent a. It was frustrating — he wanted her to see his well-kept body, feel her hands all over his chest. As she continued to unbutton, he stroked her lightly around her stomach and across her smooth legs, as if trying to tell her through his movements that this was what he wanted her to do to him. Finally she complied, running his shirt over his shoulders, kissing him again as her hands explored. She seemed to like what she felt, and even more so when her hands travelled further downwards. She unzipped. I turned to my husband who was smiling at me. My hubby whispered to me “Open your legs a little and let him play with you.” I was soooo horny at that moment that that I spread my legs a few inches and felt the stranger's hand slowly move up my leg. His hand moved closer to my hot, wet, bare cunt that had not been felt for a week and it was so ready to be played with. His hand reached my pussy and he whispered to me “Are you completely naked under there slut?” Oh my, the word slut just about put.