" Yeah, me too."Les starts doing the dishes and cleaning up the kitchen so I go back downstairs and make the bed. Les comes down and transfers the cl...thes from the washer to the dryer. I lay on my back on top of the day-bed while he re-makes the loveseat. He comes over and gets on the bed and lays on top of me. He takes my face between his hands and starts kissing me. Wow, he's a good kisser. I kiss him back. Our lips are meshing and our tongues are slowly thrusting in and out of each other's. Sliding forward, he sent his bare feet towards the wood floor. A moment later he stood in the dim starlight.He walked around the bed. The colored glass container sat on the floor. He was sure he had left it UNDER the bed. Had she used it? If so, he was impressed that she could find it without waking him. Picking it up, he pulled out the glass stopper. Yup, it had liquid in it. Placing the stopper on the night stand, he lowered the bottle and slipped his cock into it.The body, he noted, seemed. We were walking down the sidewalk towards his truck when he stopped me.He told me, "I've been waiting to do this since the first day I met you." He took me, very gently, in his arms and held me against himself. I put my arms around his waist and pulled him more against me. He whispered, "Let's let it go just a little bit -- any more would be too much for me, I think," and kissed me and kissed me.It was heaven. I let myself go into him just a small ways and we merged lightly. Our bodies and lips. Ana asked me to get some black guys to fuck her.I made just two phone calls and set things up.Then I told Ana the next night we would meet some old mates from my former office. All would be black guys…My sexy wife happily agreed. On that Friday night, she came down the stairs wearing a tiny black halter top, her shortest jean skirt, and a pair of golden stiletto heels.She looked really like a bitch in heat.When we arrived at the club to meet my friends; they all were there.I introduced Anita to.