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Allow me to set the stage for this particular life, enhancing episode. My wife and myself have for a few years now drifted through our married existence. Hot sex becoming the exception rather than rule, usually pre-empted by an alcohol induced argument. Other than that our forays into erotica tended to be tame "doggie or "missionary" affairs - the regular appearance of oral on the menu had long since passed. However, following a particularly boozy Xmas do we settled down to a night cap during which an earlier secreted porn flick came to life on the trusty v c r ;-). As the "plot" slowly unravelled I settled next to Julie on the sofa and unbuckle my suit trouser belt (a posh Xmas do) to "relax", a little the stiffness in my lap slowly became apparent. The action on the screen moved along nicely to a scene with two particularly attractive business ladies stuck in an unbearably hot lift awaiting rescue, from a polite nod on entering in the basement the tension gradually builds with the folding and unfolding of stocking clad legs in frustration at being "inconvenienced" in such a way, to some delicate brushes and tentative glances. All very erotic and mood building stuff!! Gradually I notice miniature yet unmistakable signs of Julie's heightened arousal - shifting in her pose, slow opening and closing of her stockinged legs. Aroused more by Julie's response than the screen "play" I decide to take us to the next level - a safe bet - if she shows distain -I can always blame the Jack Daniels!!! I slip my hand into my unfastened fly and slowly but obviously stroke my swollen cock through my shorts. Julie's right hand immediately descends to her stocking thigh and her pearly nails dance against the silk at the hem ...

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