I had placed a chair in front of a wall length mirror in anticipation. You can guess what I want from you. After a few minutes I was barely taking any notice of Henri and my wife. “I saw the way you looked at those man at the club. Henri confirming it was a turn on for him, a borderline straight man, as he teased his cock to a huge erection. Henri really did know and understand the type of man I prefer. Unfortunately when I regularly floated the suggestion, I would like her to watch another man have me, a gay or bi-sex man or boy give me a head job, fellatio, a blow job, she had no interest at all. The man Henri had organised for my sexual pleasure, had an impressive erection, wonderful eye candy for me. And for me,” my wife told me the next day. After we kissed with our tongues, I stood back and lifted my dress high enough to remove my tiny black kickers, handing them to you.
