She smiled over to me as she danced "You okay babe?" she asked. "Yeah hun!" I said as I smiled back, I saw her gaze lower to look at my crotch, she co...uld see the tent I was pitching in my trousers, her eyes returned to mine and her smile widened, then she turned back to Matt. Julie then dropped down to a squatting position, she looked so hot squatting in those sexy white high heels! She put her hands on each of Matt's knees and positioned herself into a kneeling position. She ran her hands over. She was like walking, talking, Viagra to me. And that was when she wasn't even trying. Without trying to be sexy, my wife was like Isis of Egypt. She couldn't help being a goddess, sexiness oozed out of her pores. And when she was trying to be sexy, she was the equivalent of substituting the ice cubes in your scotch for lava rocks -- that kind of sex appeal that just burns a man to the core as he takes it in. But this look was off the charts, even for her. Her tight fitting top hugged her. Becky moaned as Steve plundered the pussy he hadn’t visited in four years. She kept exclaiming how he was better than she remembered and her husband was never as good as that. She begged for his wigglers in her.Steve smiled at that request. First because she was already pregnant, but mostly because he’d had a hopefully reversible vasectomy before setting off on his travels. One set of complications was preventable.There had been plenty of opportunities to impregnate women having a wide range of. I was laughing and said, “Are you nuts? Don’t say all those silly things, even if I come and leave alone the same petrol expense would be there, what’s the necessity that you have to share the expenses”? She said “That was my mom’s plan actually. I just don’t want to use you as any other girls would do and said she generally hates such things and was asking me if I want any favor in return, feel free to ask”. I said “I would think on it” and dropped her and left to office. That day, our lunch.