We were on our way to the beach. It was a beautiful day and I was so excited! My husband and I needed to relax, he has been working so hard lately! My poor husband.
I guess most of our lack of intimacy can be blamed on my. Yet I have this fear of surgery, so I refrained from having the vasectomy surgery done. Truth be known, I just wanted a head start on my daily routine of getting shit-faced. As I came to the front door of her office, the front door was locked. I knew she was there because her car was parked out front.
It all started a few months ago I had always wanted to see my wife fuck a black guy but never thought it would happen. It was quiet in but we had a few drinks there, I had 2 cokes and she had 2 vodkas and lemonade , we were just chatting and people watching , but the place never really filled up so we went to find a more happening place, just over the road was a club. Liz was dying to dance, it was her kind of music and her body was raring to go. We chatted for a bit more and there were 3 girls dancing at the edge of the floor.
Consequently we were both looking forward to our planned Friday-night outing. We just wanted to go somewhere different, with no plans and no structured activities, just having fun. Tracy, my wife, is a hot and sensuous woman with long dark hair, large tits and a very sexy body, and on this night she looked great. However, we were disappointed to find that there were only a handful of people there.