The mystery man I dreamt about. He was wearing the same striking outfit that he pulled off yesterday, but a different colored shirt. It was white and ...matched his dark colored pants. “Hey, I was hoping to run into you again!” I said it before I could think and I could feel my face turn red. I didn’t want him to know that I had been thinking about him. He let out a tiny laugh, “Oh don’t worry I was hoping to run into you too.” He sat down next to me and ordered a drink. “How about a toast?” He. .. That's right ... Hmm, that feels so good..."I was doing as Resi asked. Kissed her for a while after I had finished my pretend ejaculation, rose up on my arms after another while, looked down at my pretend penis still coupled for real to her anus, saw and caressed the upper curve of her butt with my hand. The peach fuzz hair on her upper curve, so incredibly beautiful. "My beautiful wife..." I mumbled.Resi gasped and spun to look at me, causing us to uncouple. I didn't say anything, just. I told them they could use my office and I would see them later and then walked out.'Damn, ' I thought, 'I sure hope June likes her, I sure the hell do. Maybe I'm becoming too attached. Well, I had promised June I would abide by her decision.'A few hours later I called the office and told June I couldn't get back that night. I was busy following the cheating husband. She asked me if I was ready to talk about Peggy.I replied, "No, my mind has to be on what I'm doing but I will call Peggy and let. Perhaps it was the few beers I had enjoyed on the deck. Perhaps it was M’s sexy conversation and frankness. Perhaps it was the sexy sundress she was wearing that showed her legs, cupped her breasts and let her nipples poke into the fabric making their presence obvious. Maybe it was the sex we’d enjoyed. Or, the prospect of a sexual tryst we could be doing in a few hours.Of course, I was open to the situation. She got on her phone, called him, and set things up.We drove back down the coast..