She told me she was horny and observed that I looked pretty horny myself. I told her that nothing could happen because I was married. Stacy then sai...d, that I could still watch her masturbate. She was right, there was nothing wrong with that. In fact we could both masturbate together, as long as there was no contact it wasn't cheating. I looked up at her face and smiled and asked her where she would like to do this. Stacy walked over to the picnic table, sat of the surface, spread her legs. This becomes a daily routine. Eventually, he begins fucking me every day before his father gets home from work.______________________________________________________________________The next week, my husband had to go to Atlanta for a business conference. He left early on Monday morning, like he usually does, after pounding me with his morning wood and emptying his nutsack into my pussy. And on that day, since he’d be gone for several days, he felt me up at the door, as usual, then pulled his. I on the other hand am just the opposite. She is 5'10" tall with long legs, long blonde hair, 38d and a perfect round ass. Shehas requested to go to a sex therapy class for couples and that was what this story is about.We arrived at the class a little early and both of us were nervous cause we had not done anything like this before. This was a big step for her and I was proud that she would make this effort. The classroom had a half dozen mats spread out on the floor with one up front by its. With a little encouragement from both girls I unzipped John's jeans and to my surprise, he wasn't wearing shorts. His seven inch cock sprang out and I took him in my hands and slowly stroked his shaft. He was cut and with little hesitation, I slowly licked the underside of his shaft, which twitched as my tongue slid to his head. I wasted no time and circled his head with my tongue tasting his pre-cum. I could hear him moan and the girls giggling in delight. The girls were deeply interested in.