I got closer to the bed and leaned toward the sleeping figure, i touched my hands to his hair. When he didn't wake i gave myself permission to to run ...y fingers through it, short and dark like forbidden chocolate. I leaned closer to smell him. That's when he woke up or rather i felt him wake and i ran swift and quiet to my room closing and locking the door more just in case he had and wanted an explanation or something. I could hide from the truth, I’ve been hiding this long anyways, whats a. "Of course, why not? It’s just dinner. Not some drunken college drinking party." Well, OK. Let me do it." And with that, I opened one of the bottles.I took a seat at one end of the table and watched Madison. She obviously knew her way around the kitchen but I still couldn’t figure out what she was wearing. She must have noticed me staring at her."What’s the matter? Don’t you like my dinner attire?" she said with a big grin."Well…I’m just trying to figure it out." I think it belonged to my. I shuddered as she sucked back up my dick. She nursed the entire time. I squeezed my eyes shut, loving every last second of it. My balls tensed, my orgasm hurtling closer and closer. This sexy wife knew how to please a man.“That's it, Bethie,” I panted. “That's fucking it. You're going to get a mouthful of cum. Oh, yes, you are. Just spurt after hot spurt of my jizz firing into your mouth. You want that, don't you?”Her eyes smoldered. She sucked hard.“Yeah, that's what I thought!”I erupted.My. We’d role play, put each other in light bondage… all sorts of fun things. I knew she was bi and we occasionally would invite another woman to join us. She also knew I liked to dress up. We’d often go to the local thrift stores and buy sexy things for both of us. We even went to a shop in Georgetown and bought a pink satin maids outfit that she’d have me wear and serve her! Most of our fantasy talk in bed was either about me being dressed up or her being taken by a BBC or another woman. One.