My wife is about 5’7 and 250.I asked the woman were you serious about my wife? “Hell yea!” I told her why don’t you and her go out in our car ...nd get to know each other.“Is she bi?” I don’t really know, I guess you’ll find out? The woman’s name was Sandy and I introduced her to Dee, and told her Sandy had something she wanted to show her outside.Dee said’” I don’t know I’m pretty drunk.” Well sit in the car and let her show you.”Ok” and sandy and Dee went out the backdoor.After about 45 minutes. "Susan stopped and her face turned to a sad smile, "I really don't know. I go home at night and never leave the house except to shop for groceries." Sounds like you're in a married rut." Smirking posed to her."Yes, I am married and I guess I am in a rut." She replied frowning slightly."I'm sorry if I upset you. I only asked because I thought a beautiful woman like you must have a ton of dates! But now I know you're married. Where's your wedding band?" Smirking asked as he pointed to her naked. After a couple of minutes of pressing and squeezing my bums over the skirt, he pulled down my skirt and I was there with my ass in my lace panty and hose. He started massaging in a round motion over my bums, and then he got out his bottle of oil from his bag. “You will have to remove the leggings so I can massage with oil,” he said.“Ok dear, why don’t you remove it for me?” I said.He slowly slid down my pantyhose and kept it on the bedside table. He then spread some oil on my thighs and calves,. And not just visual aesthetics, but the feel of her flesh as well.And Mel seemed just as appreciative of me. Of seeing me in detail and feeling me.We took turns standing for the other to clean the lower areas. When I stood after her, turning away from her, she took most of her time on my butt flesh, as I had with hers. Facing her it was all about my cock, half hard, becoming ever harder with her attention. Until she took it into her mouth and it hardened fully. It became a tease of gentle.