I'm getting dressed while listening to music like I normally do... This time with the difference that there was a visitor in our house... I realize that my husband's degenerate friend was spying on me: you should be ashamed! I'm intrigued to know what he liked to look at, the way he danced or the way I was dressing... Anyway, I'm going to give him a demonstration. I think if only he touches me it doesn't count as infidelity... Now the hard part will be resisting eating his cock.