Yeah, baby! Thats good, t-thats good. Youre so beautiful, honey. And you look m-more beautiful down there. Thats it, thats it, yeah! It had been too l...ng since Marsha had enjoyed the taste of another womans pussy. Sometimes, during masturbation, she would lick her fingers to enjoy the taste and aroma. Now it was here, close enough to enjoy the sweet pungent odor emanating from Dots pussy. No need to pretend and no need to hold back. Dot was what she had fantasized about all this time.. Laura had to grab my arm and swing over behind me. I took off.I leaned back (into her breasts) and told her to relax, how to lean and what not to do. I purposely was sitting further back than I needed to spread her legs more and press my leather belt against her pussy and clit. Each time I leaned back to talk with her I pressed harder into her tits. I told her to reach around me and hold on tight. She did. I was getting a hard on. I let my left arm rest on her leg, she was wearing shorts. I. The volume was on high and her words left little to the imagination.“Oh, yes. Yes! Harder, Jim. Fuck me harder! Oh YES! Like that! More, more, oooh...”“You’re such a nasty little bitch!” She didn’t say that. That would have been weird. I didn’t say it either – although I could have, with complete justification. It was the voice of James McLaughlin, the chief architect at her firm. He was a complete prick in my opinion, who saw himself as the new age Frank Lloyd Wright, and dressed in collarless. I didn't understand why I secretly let another man watch while I fucked my young wife, but what I did know is that the next time I would know for certain if we were being watched.As an electrical engineer I specialized in surveillance equipment. The next morning I made a quick trip to Radio Shack and was back home with our new security system. Wendy was suspicious asking me, "Why do we need so much security, is this not a good neighborhood?" I replied, "Yes dear, but I want to make sure you.