" I'm up for that darlin', but I have to go shower and clean up some, you made a mess of me......you cad," I laughed. As I got up off of the bed his ...um began to stream down my legs, "See what I mean you ass!"Phil laughed at me as I ran to the shower holding my hand over my overfilled pussy. The hot shower felt so good. When I finished I felt fresh and rejuvenated, ready to go out and have a good time with my lover. I decided to wear my white calico dress. It came down to about 2 inches. And yes, she had a few more lines around her eyes and her mouth. Laughter lines I think they call them, but none of that mattered to me. I loved her just as much, more even, today than I did when we first met.I had thought I would feel more pain than this, but for some reason I just felt empty. No anger, sadness, grief or loss just a void. A dark and cold emptiness. I wondered at that. How can It be that after so long together I can contemplate my wife, in bed with another man, and not feel. He teased my clit sucking and nibbling on it, until it poked out of its little hooded cover, greedy for all the attention his expert tongue was giving it.I was shocked by the intimacy of his actions but at the same time I didn't want it to stop. He carried on for what seemed to be hours, licking, sucking biting and slipping a finger into my tight hole. I was loosing myself in the pleasure being created in my groin. Even I had not been able to evoke pleasure on that level. I could feel his. "All done," I said as I switched off the oil warmer.She opened her eyes slightly. "Not yet." A grin spread, one that said I was in trouble. "You missed a spot."Maybe if I play dumb I can get away with it. "I don't think so. I was very careful to reach every spot from your hips to your ankles."She gave me a look most people reserve for two-year-olds, mental defectives, and her mother. In a slow, languid movement her hand rose, brushed aside the obscuring corner of a towel with the flats of her.