" It's not right Julie. We're related. Fathers and daughters can't... well, we can't have sex. It isn't right." What's not right about us having sex B...ll? I am a woman, you are a man, and we go together. We have had sex already anyway. Just relax and enjoy me."Naked she moved towards me. Since I was still sitting I started to move to get up and away. Julie jumped into my lap before I could get up fully, knocking me back down into the chair.I had no chance to get away at that point. Her arms. It drove me wild to hear my wife calling Antwan cute names and blowing him kisses over the phone.It had been my plan to allow my wife lots of time for her to communicate with Antwan before their first meeting. For one thing I wanted to make sure Antwan was the right choice and that my wife was willing to go through opening up our marriage. After weeks of delicious anticipation my wife was hot and ready for Antwan and nothing I could do would probably stop her from consummating their. Looking into the rear view mirror, I chuckle and look for any wrinkles that may have decided to pop up on my 25th birthday. Grinning and thanking my mother and father silently for Asian genes, I guide the car into the driveway, the house dark save for the porch light. I miss the long days of summer. Stopping at the mail box I gather the envelopes and thumb through them as I walk up the path to the door. Bill, bill, bill, credit card application, Singles service invitation (how the hell did my. Not to say we don’t have a fantasy fuck now and again where he comes up as one of the imaginary partners, …..but that’s all part of the fun. When we were done playing that day she was just as committed, loving, and attracted to me as she had ever been. It wasn’t just a love for watching my wife get fucked, like many guys have – although I’ve definitely come to appreciate that over the years. It was that we had just shared an amazing experience together. More importantly, I realized that he.