She turned to me and walked up close to me and said "Thanks for the nice evening. I had a really good time". She looked up at me and smiled."Thanks fo...r being here. I had a great time too" I replied looking into her eyes.She waited for a bit, gave me a quick grin and turned around quite close, just brushing me with her body and walked to the door. I followed and watched her as she went to her door and opened it. She looked back and saw me looking and gave me a smile and said goodnight. I said. But I felt I was not going to be just like those other girls. Eventually, Mike, his mom, and his sister came to NYC.Every time he could, Mike would describe in minute details what they did to each girl. He would tell me all this when we were having sex. I do have to confess I would get very excited by it all but then I would come back to my senses.Then last summer (2018), April, Mike’s sister was getting married and his NC family, Eddie included, came to NY for the wedding. Eddie came a week. I groaned into the kiss, shuddering as we swayed together, our clit-dicks throbbing as they caressed each other. Such naughty tingles ran down to my pussy.I wanted to be in her snatch. I wanted her to be in my cunt. I wanted to fuck her and wanted to be fucked.But we couldn't do either.I broke the kiss, my body shaking worse. What started as tears of joy became grief, fear. I sniffed, staring at her wet eyes. My glasses slipped on my nose as the world grew so blurry on the edges. More tears. She then surprised me by saying if you guys don't mind I'll just stay topless. All three if us at the same time said we don't mind. Over the next several hours we drank and talked. The sun was going down and I asked my wife if she was getting cold? She said no I'm fine. The subject of sex came up. I asked Mike what was the kinkiest thing he had ever done? He said he had sex with a married woman several times. I noticed my wife had butted in trying to change the subject. Wait a minute honey I.