Soon, all 8 of us would be at a table sharing a drink and a laugh. My wife would not suspect anything, just think she had unwittingly lead these men o... and that this could be the night she gets fucked by a group of horned up guys.The evening approached and I made sure my wife wore her hottest little mini dress. The dress was silk and clung to her body tightly. She put on high heels and the hottest white lace see thong. The best thing about her is that with her small, 32 AA breasts, she will. She had waxed her body fully looking damn gorgeous although a model or actress.We lip-locked again she was holding my head on her left hand and kissing me romantically on the right hand she was shaking my cock and giving alternate pleasure to me.But I was holding both her ass by pressing and pinching.Then I took the gorgeous damn beauty in my arms and rolled her on the bed.Now she was lying on the centre of the bed again I started kissing from the top first forehead,neck cleavage,centre of the. I couldn't let go. I knew at that very moment, if there was ever a person that was supposed to be in my life, mentally, spiritually, physically, and emotionally, it was Dean Kramer. Thursday, March 4th.I had almost gotten over that brief encounter earlier in the week and was about to call it a day. I checked my voice mail for any messages before I left, and once again, the tornado touched down. The sound on the other end of the line was unmistakable. That comforting mid soprano voice of the. My dad was a good-looking dude and I suppose I took after him.Well, that being said, I started noticing things about her as I got older.She always wore skimpy things, but it went unnoticed by me until about a year after they married.This is also about the time she had her boobs done.She walked around in flimsy tops, nipples hard pressing against the material like they were trying to find a way to see what was ahead, and cheeks peeking out of short gym shorts just popping out with every step to.