I wore my usual jeans ,boots etc. The wife, well she was wearing black leggings over a sheer lace lilac g-string,come fuck me pumps, a matching camiso...e ,that disappeared somewhere between this and our next stop. She wore a short jacket over this. We started with cocktails hers was essentially a big glass of gin passed off as a martini. After 3 of these and a light dinner I asked what she would like to do next. Sge suggested we take a ride down Sunrise and scope out the strip clubs. So off we. That experience involved a youth with whom I had engaged in mutual masturbation, and took place a few years after my marriage. (Thinking back, I must have been about twenty-seven at the time). My friend visited us one evening after a long absence from town, and I took him home. I knew he was a homosexual, and on the way home he described some of his experiences. After a while, he suggested that we stop somewhere along the way. We were both a little high, and I pulled over on a dark side street.. She led me to her bed where she took my shirt off. “I want you to suck my nipples,” she said as she took off her black bra. I complied immediately and began to suck her perky nipples while my hand traveled down to her pussy, and began playing with her folds under her G-string. She began moaning, first softly, then harder as I pushed aside the fabric and began massaging her clit. “I want you to take me. Take me from behind,” she moaned into my ear, and to my amazement I was rock hard again.. I got up to go back in the house, feeling a little dumb about the look i gave him. When i did i noticed Antwans cell phone was going off from the vibration it made against the table. I picked it up and looked at the screen to see it was his girlfriend calling, quickly i picked the phone then hung it up, and deleted her call from his recent call list. If anyone was gonna have Antwan it was gonna be me. Putting the phone exactly where it was i went on with my buisiness.It was around two am and i.