My cock slapping against his ass as he squeezed it between his ass cheeks and continued to grind against it. "oh fuck... you almost had me.. I almost ...came... fuck that ass is so good...." I said as I grabbed his face and kissed him so hard for being so good. "put it back inside me... put it back in my ass please... give me that dick..." he whispered. I nodded okay as he reached back and slowly slid me in him, "Nice and slow... I promise... just fuck it nice and slow..." he said as he got to. He was wearing a green coat as he had told Ana about and then she simply went over to him. He discretely gave my wife the money they both had arranged and then they moved to the gap between too buildings, a kind of desert alleyway. I stayed on the main street, from where I could see what they were doing.The stranger knelt down, lifted my wife’s tight dress to her hips and gently pulled down her panties. But he only pulled them down to her knees…I thought something was wrong in that whole. He spent the last two months exploring what you might call the closest thing to a romantic relationship he'd ever experienced with her.He spent most of his money on her, and she gave him her time in exchange. About 30 minutes a day, 4 days a week to be precise. During the time they spent together, they explored Alan's boundaries. Rhonda expertly poked and prodded him, discovering which things turned him on, and which things were off-limits.Surprisingly, Alan became Rhonda's favorite regular.. I got my cloths together--I made sure I wore something extra special just for him--and my bathing things. I took a nice 45 minute long shower with excitement only building up in me. I stepped out of the shower with my cloths in my hand and only a towel wrapped around me, I don't even know why I bring cloths with me to the bathroom I never change in there. "Ugh, it’s only nine o'clock," I said to myself not really caring if anyone heard me. "What's so wrong with nine o'clock?" I heard a voice.