True.Story.Sex.:I whispered in my wife's ear that she would have to flirt
with him if she wanted to make this happen. She turned her back to me and
began conversing up a storm with him out of my earshot. The next thing I know
she turns around and informs me that we're heading back to his room because
the music was too loud. My heart raced! We followed him to the elevator and
down to his floor. Walking into the room I was impressed by how upscale,
modern and eclectic everything was. Jason dimmed the lights, put on some
music on the TV and sat in a chair facing the bed. My wife and I settled down
on the bed side by side and made small talk. After a few minutes Jason
reached down and grabbed my wife's foot to start rubbing it. She smiled and
began to moan lightly. He rubbed his way up her shapely calf and she fell
back onto the bed in her sexy blue dress. It was more than I could take so I
said "let's get you out of that". She stood up in front of Jason as I
unzipped her dress from behind. Slowly I lowered her dress to the floor,
revealing her perfectly shaped tits and flat stomach. Then I removed her
neon, lacey panties and there she stood, stark naked in front of a strange
man. We both removed our clothes and Jason began to touch her. They embraced
naked and began to French kiss. My wife reached down and touched his
hardening cock, which was bigger and thicker than my own. We all got on the
bed. I positioned myself by her mouth so she could suck on my now rock-hard
meat and Jason placed himself down between her legs. He began to lick her
while she sucked me and she was squirming like I'd never seen...