Ron and John and Me: A Wife’s Tale
I slipped into bed and wiggled downward savoring the feel of the deliciously cool sheets against my naked body. I got comfortable, laying there with hands behind my head just waiting — my body all a-tingle. I let my eyes follow Ron’s bare-chested physique as he padded around the bedroom getting undressed. Now he came to the side of the bed, stood beside me to take off his pants. The bulge in the front of his jockey shorts, so close before my eyes, sent a little tingle through my p***y. He was looking away, not meeting my eyes when he reached for his briefs and quickly shoved them down his long straight legs. I had to smile to see his suddenly-released c**k spring up, already stiff and hard, and standing upright just inches from my face. I knew what it wa
