“I can tell. You’ve got an incredibly sexy dress on. It just shouts that you’re looking for someone for sex.”“You bet.” She pauses. “And... you know that you can’t wear those loose shorts and t-shirt, Dani, but I’ve got an idea. Follow me.” Cheryl leads Dani into the bedroom and takes her to the closet. I’ve got a real large collection of sexy outfits that my ex-boyfriends have given me to wear with them.”“That’s incredible! How do you have so many?”“You know how it is. The boys want to spend time. ‘Let’s get it started, babe!’ She yelled, as I went to the cupboard to get all of the ingredients. Peeking behind me, I saw her leaning against the opposite counter, staring at my round ass. I starting slicing lemons, when she came up behind me, grabbing my waist. She didn’t say anything, but I saw her smirking. She traced her fingers down to my thigh, and then slowly drew them up to where my panties /should have/ been beneath my miniskirt. I heard her chuckle. ‘Hmmm… were you expecting. Neither of them spoke for the next few minutes as Phil continued to happily jerk his giant prick. Drool ran out of his half-open mouth and dripped from his chin. The hot wife felt nervous and totally out of place sitting next to her neighbor as he stroked himself. She grew Irritated by his behavior as she kept trying to get up, “I’m going back to bed Phil!”“The fuck you are you dirty slut!” Phil huffed, watching the buxom brunette on the screen wrap her lips around his cock. “Just be grateful. ." I'm going to suck your cock, Charles," she replied, unzipping him."My what?" Mwuh wock," she replied, already drawing him into her mouth."Ah! Here? In traffic? Are you crazy?"She came up for air just long enough to say, "Shut up and drive."The idiot pushed her head away. He was afraid. Afraid of wrecking the car, afraid of being seen. Or maybe it was worse. Maybe he was afraid to explore what it would really mean for his wish to come true, of having a wife with one hell of an inner whore.