We men are dogs.She: Whatever. I am picking up another chit.He: If you pick another then that person would also be included. So be cautious.She: You a...e pathetic. FINE. I am ready to for a swap with Rehan. You asshole.He: Hahaha that’s like my slut.She: I am not your slut. I will always be your wife but I am gonna be Rehan’s slut. Hahaha.He: I like that attitude. Now just invite him for dinner and do as I say.I explained the entire plan to her and the night came when Rehan was at our place with. James I’m sorry.” “What is it?” I asked, pulling back. “You’re going to kill me. I have to pee. I didn’t realize until now.” She was genuinely apologetic, wanting nothing more than to be licked and sucked. I had fantasized about this type of scenario. I knew given she was smart and a very clean person, there would be no issue with how to handle this. My previous experience with it also made it easy to tackle. “Look, you’d have to get dressed again and I have no problem taking it. Really.”, I. A mask is placed over my head so I cannot see a thing. Afunnel attachment leading into my mouth, makes me guess I gonna be drinkingloads of piss soon. I feel a hand grab my rock hard drooling dick and starta slow gentle wank, long slow strokes that seem to go on for ages buildingmy need to blow a load but not quite enough stimulation to make me shoot.Just as I think I'm about to cum the hand stops. I whimper through the mask,wanting to release the pressure in my balls, after a while the hand. Unfortunately, as with most married couples at some point our day became so full that at the end of our night we both just can’t wait to fall asleep so our sex life has faltered, which brings us to our current situation.Lexi had just started a new job and had become quick friends with another woman from work named, Chelsea. Every one called her Chel for short. Chel was a little younger than my wife and I, but she gave us an opportunity to get out of the house on a Friday night. One night in.