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We danced a few feet from each other. All of a sudden from out of the darkness surrounding the dance floor she appeared next to Michael. She didn't seem to be intruding she was just dancing next to us but mostly next to him. I got intrigued since she was by far the best looking girl in the place, a threesome with her would be to die for. When I was 33 I encountered Michael at a bar hanging out with a group of friends; both girls and boys. That night like many other nights I was looking for a hook up. Man or woman; didn't matter to me I loved fooling around with both. Anyway that night I was with some of my girl friends, one of whom I would probably end up in bed with if things didn't go well with other people in the bar. LOL. But when I saw him I knew he was the man for me that night. He was amazing. I could tell he was the center of attention among his friends. No! Don't..." I said with anguish, I just knew that this was going past a line I knew I didn't want to cross.
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I was wondering why she would call me that again. I was not the slut or was I. I stood up and walked over to the other side of the couch as she rolled over and placed her head on Michael's stomach. Her big tits jiggling as she did. I sat down about a foot away from her. She spread her legs and I saw that she was not completely shaved like I was. She was very neatly trimmed. No hair by her lips but on her mound was a very cute blonde bush. It was so light one might not even know she had a bush if they weren't as close I was at that moment. The other thing I noticed was how wet it was between her legs. Taylor's thighs and pussy were covered in her juice and sweat and my husbands sperm was starting to drip out. "Do I need to tell my little slut what to do next?"Again I was in a daze not sure what to do. But I had come this far and I think it was too late to stop anyways. Besides the moment I had wanted most of the night was finally here, I was finally going to taste her pussy. It didn't matter that it was so messy as I leaned in and down and kissed her right on the lips. My hands gripping her tight, bare thighs...my nose at her swollen clit my tongue lapping up Michael and her juices. Coleman, Julie (1 January 1999). Love, Sex, and Marriage: A Historical Thesaurus. Rodopi. ISBN 9042004339 . Retrieved 22 November 2016– via Google Books. The looks on their faces were intoxicating. They were both so pleased. I thought I had seen Michael enjoy sex before but I had never seen him like this. As if it was the best sex ever. On the surface I was pissed off and wanted it to stop. But deep down my primal urge was to make sure my man was happy and this hot blonde bitch was making him more happy than I ever had. How could I deny him this pleasure. Just this once I told myself. Just this once I will let this go...Besides she is gorgeous and I didn't want to deny myself the pleasure of seeing her in such a state as I was seeing her in. As I stood there staring I removed my dress...It fell to the ground and I stood there in light pink panties and bra. Unlike when she removed hers though nobody noticed me do the same.
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I did...I wasn't sure I wanted to but before my brain could protest too much my hands and arms were putting them on. I couldn't believe I did it but they felt great on me. She decided to move so she removed her hands from his chest...all she did was stand up which made his hands leave her as well. He was disappointed and expressed as much with a loud sigh. She finally looked directly at me, I got even more excited. Maybe now her teasing was over and she would show me some attention. I came slightly in anticipation of her walking over and kissing me too. I love watching my husband with another woman. It isn't that I'm not enough for him, or he isn't enough for me. It's that I love him and love watching another woman please him. Sometimes I get to help proposition and choose the next woman to be with him, and sometimes it is a surprise. It is so exciting to watch him with a woman who looks nothing like me. Maybe she is skinnier, or taller, or has larger breasts, or darker skin. Heywood, John (1562). The Proverbs and Epigrams of John Heywood (A.D. 1562). p.62 II.vi – via Google Books. Ye make hir a cookqueane, and conſume hir good.
You are welcome Michael, I really want you to enjoy yourself while you are here," she sat down on the couch next to him. "Do you think you will like it here?" she said seductively as if she could say something that wasn't. So?" is all the bitch said. She looked up at my husband and whispered something in his ear that I could not hear. He smiled and looked sheepishly at me but only for a second as the blonde bitch took him by the hand and headed off the dance floor. As they passed me she quietly asked, "Are you coming or not?"
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