He had her make a list and he shopped for her groceries that afternoon. That would save her time. That was at least an hour of wife’s chores she cou...d take credit for. In exchange for this favor, she met him at a friend’s apartment that was directly on her way home, so she didn’t have to lose time driving out of her way for a rendezvous. She wasn’t surprised to see two men she had known from her wild period. Both of them old jocks that had fucked her back in the day. She didn’t like it but this. She was smiling, her hand playing with the strap of her bikini top, teasing him, making out she was about to lower it and uncover herself. She was laughing as he pulled down his trunks... he pumped his hand furiously... She was encouraging him to play with himself, her eyes danced with wicked amusement, dropping to his hard cock and bouncing back to his face, urging him to do it. She slipped the strap from her bikini top and let it fall down her arm. The tip of her tongue was just visible. I bent over on all fours and saw the bulge between the cheeks where my pussy was and rubbed on it, feeling the shape, and the silkiness. I turned onto my hip, slid one side of the pants down and saw the bare tanned skin framed by the strap of my panties. I rose and slid the pants off, glimpsing my butt reflected in the mirror; I turned to see all of it. I rose before I would come and looked at my sexy self in the mirror, and untied my red halter-top. I smiled upon seeing my titties, and giggled. I was crawling around on my knees plugging in my computer printer cables when my assigned roommate made his appearance. Looking up as the door swung open with a bang I had to gasp at the sight of that beautiful looking stud standing there. Holding the door with one hand and grasping a big duffel bag in the other he looked like an advertisement for a mens muscle magazine. Pausing in the doorway for a second glancing around the room and sizing things up he then came striding into the room..