Dani then switched to my feet once again, working her way back up my legs. At this point, I could feel myself oozing from my long neglected vagina. Ev...n I could smell the musky odor emanating from ‘down there.’ As her hands got ever closer to paradise, I drifted into a pre-orgasmic stupor. All I could think about was the amazing sensations rippling through my body – and all I could hope was that the masseuse would continue her tender ministrations. Finally, she began rubbing around my cleft,. "Now! Now! What he said is just a knee jerk reaction. You're just confused and flustered aren't you honey?" Spoke my errant wife with an air of soft authority.`Y-Yes dear.' I replied meekly."I thought so." She said kissing me on my forehead. "There'll be no more silly talk of other women. This is what we'll do. When you need some, we'll help you masturbate darling."The other three women readily agreed with my wife that her idea was much more sane and reasonable. They all offered to help. I met her at a Goth club in New York’s lower east side. The first time I saw her she was on the dance floor covered in sweat and dancing hard. She had thick and luxurious jet black hair that flowed over her back, moving with the motion of her body and the heavy beat of the music. She was wearing ripped up blue jeans and a black tank top with a pink bra showing through. Her hour glass figure moved with the beat of the music in an erotic rhythm, swaying back and forth. I remember thinking. She kissed his face like some crazed schoolgirl and told him,"I love you so much, Brett. Promise me you will do that to me again. I feel like a woman again and I want to make you happy. I have to get back to the church or my husband will think I am doing something sordid. If he knew what you did to me, it would make him very angry only he would take it out on me and not on you."With the satisfied housewife departed, Brett finished off what was left in the bottle of whiskey and sank into a deep.
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