I awaken once again my manhood standing tall, remembering in detail the visions of you or should I say my adventure with you. For those of you who have decided to open this story, let me give some background on this lovely goddess. She stands appx. 5'8", 175 lbs. of muscle due to her daily weight lifting routine, eyes so captivating one has to fight from being entranced, lips so full any red blooded male could imagine them sliding ever slowly down his shaft, a deep smokey voice right from the movie screen of a good seduction flick, breasts that say reach out and touch someone and an ass full and round that says kiss me in a literal sense.
As always, my dream begins in a favorite lounge, us talking and joking back and forth as well as your husband throwing in his wit and infinite knowledge of many subjects. The drinks are flowing, the band is playing and all inhibitions of daily life are slowly slipping away. Somehow the conversation starts turning to sex, not in a degrading wham-bam fashion, but that of adult sensuality. Being mellowed by the cocktails which I had consumed, I mention the low drive my partner towards sex and how much I LOVE going down on a woman, but even this does not get her going. The two of you just laugh and place your heads together talking softly to one another, every so often a giggle coming from one of you. I am thinking that I must be the worlds biggest asshole for bringing this up, but also feeling like I was kicked in the balls by two close friends in repeat fashion.