He used to date only Lydia but not anymore. He broke up with her. She has to admit she was involved but very indirectly. She did not seduced him but h...e himself choose to break up with Lydia and tried her instead.He was a little dangerous, but that only made him seem more sexy to her. She was sure she could handle whatever he did. They weren't going anywhere but to a movie anyway.She was already running through her mind what she should wear, even though she'd decided, and decided again several. I don't want to know all the chemicals they used. They bleached me, frizzed me, colored me and frizzed again, I wish I had the guts to post a pic. Just know I have a Afro puff ball extending out about 8 inches. Heck, they even dyed my eyebrows to make it all fit. Whilst I love it, I'll think twice about doing it again. Freshly coiffed I took a stroll to a hotel bar we frequent often. Luckily the only folks there who know me were the staff. Gianni the bartender just stared at me and said. Again I rubbed her with lotion and lay down to get some sun. I pulled a hat over my head and dozed off. I woke up to voices talking to my wife. I peeped and saw 3 young men and the older man sitting there talking. I noticed my wife was sitting Indian style with her legs crossed. She was sharing her pussy with all to see. They asked her if she needed any more lotion and of course she said yes. One of the young men loaded his hands and started on her back and shoulders. Another stared on her legs. After gaping stupidly for a few seconds I plucked up the courage to approach. Whoever was inside obviously meant me no harm. If it was able to hover soundlessly and land without any disturbance the occupants must be far advanced of earth's civilisation and could have easily captured me if they had wished. No, this was definitely an invitation. All it needed was courage on my side. Cautiously I gripped the handle and inspected the little ladder as my totally unsuitable heels teetered awkwardly.