Then I heard footsteps right behind me. In walked a tall, muscular, dark-skinned man. I'd guess he was about 35 years old. He had short black hair and...tattoos, running alongside both of his arms. He was much bigger than me and definitely could beat me up with one hand. I sat and tried not to pay any attention towards him. I was feeling uneasy, so I thought I'd just sit there with my hard-on, watch a few more minutes and leave. But he sat right beside me and watched the action on the. Although these were far from her sexiest panties, they did have alittle lace, and they immediately raised a hard-on that wouldn'tquit. We got into bed, turned on the movie and started foolingaround. My wife got really hot from the movie and was feeling meall over. Suddenly, she turned away and started crying. When Iasked her what was the matter she said, "You know." I guessed Idid but pretended innocence. "You are wearing my panties, doesthat turn you on or something?" As much as I would. Within 10 minutes I'm out cold, laying on the bed stripped to my boxers.You get home and find my wet gear on the floor, anger starts to build, you remove the towel and wrap it up to make a long wet rope. Walking into the bed room you see me laid out on the bed, completely asleep. Seeing me lay there your anger turns to desire and an idea begins to brew.You strip down to nothing but your heels whilst I'm still asleep. Climb onto the bed standing above me and slap my face with the towel. Shouting. "A little?" She giggled."I hope you're okay," he said."Well I'm no longer a virgin, if that's what you mean."He stopped, frozen, and started down at her. "Seriously?" he gasped."No, you big lug," she laughed. "You might notice I didn't scream my head off." Actually, you screamed a lot," he said."That's because I was so happy," she said."Seriously?" he gawked again."Uh huh," she said, pushing her braless breasts against the front of his suit."Any chance you feel like being that happy again.