There I was, sitting on the side of the bed, playing with my little dick and watching my wife be sexually abused before my very eyes. No more fantasie...... and there was no turning back.Casey suddenly froze; her face seemed uneasy of trying to suppress what was approaching. She tried to push him away with her arms, and her soft body tried squirming away under him; she mumbled "…wait, ..hold.". I knew she was going to come and she tried to hold back! He had a serious, poker face, showed no mercy.. I couldn’t contain myself as his orgasm came, it took me by complete surprise. He lifted his hips and blew an incredible load. He held me down hard, I gaged on the sheer volume, it seeped back down the side of his shaft. I swallowed and licked him clean. Looking down my sweating, shaking body I decided it was time for a shower.I didn’t want any of our co-workers to see me comming out of his room so flushed. I decided to use his shower instead of going to my room first. The warm water sprayed. I mean, what if Dick and Jane are super hot?'With some reluctance, Phil agreed with his partner and they took a short nap before dressing and wandering over to the mystery villa.Nancy wore a lightweight cotton shift, shunning a bra and opting for the skimpiest thong she owned. Phil donned a pair of drawstring pants and a sleeveless black T that clung to his well sculpted torso.The young couple was impressed with Villa #276. It was almost three times the size of their own, with white stucco. Why there? Who knows, but she remembered it for some time when she walked past the open door; she could imagine the crushed, deep pile of the white carpet and the drops of fluids when they got up. No-one noticed the slight discolouration of those drops except her, and she got slightly damp whenever she looked, until her mother had all the carpets cleaned and the splashes vanished. She was laughing though as he pummelled into her, she urged him on and he said wonderful things about her luscious.