Why?Working home from work that night, I couldn’t reconcile my emotions or imagine how things would be when I got home. Would she want a divorce? Wo...ld she be angry with me?Imagine my surprise when I cautiously opened the door and saw her standing there wearing the new lingerie I had brought for her! She gave me a sheepish smile and held her arms open for me. I could feel her body trembling as we held each other. “I love you,” she whispered in my ear as she cried softly.Pulling back from our. Hey, I found it a turn on to think that my own wife might be jacking off guys and becoming extremely familiar with all the penis variations.She dropped into the parlor the very next day. It was decked out with Acid Trip art, strange furniture, wild colors, and had a strong incense smell. Two girls were up front. One was taking a customer into the back rooms, and the other greeted my wife…with wide eyes and surprise. Not only was my wife known to the girl as “the runner who goes by. Daring to try, I kissed my way down your body, sucking and teasing your familiar nipples before moving lower. As I kissed the sensitive areas on your tummy, you moaned and arched your back to greet me. Oh…how I loved your reactions. Unfortunately, as I kissed along the line of your pubic hair breathing in the scent of your sex, you realised my intention, and for whatever reason surged through your mind, you stopped me and pulled me back up.Not put off, my fingers continued pleasing you,. The second part of the evening was just like the many cocktail parties I had been to with my parents, except that we three men were naked and available for the ladies to enjoy. The whole experience was incredibly exhilarating and even after two more orgasms I was still in a state of intense arousal. Unlike a conventional party, however, there was none of the chatter and the clink of glasses one would normally expect nor even the raucous whoops and cheers of a bachelorette party. The only sound.