My wife entered again carrying one of her dressing gowns,pink satin with ruffles on the hemline and at the end of the three-quarter length sleeves, an... I didn't utter a word of protest as sheslipped it on and tied the wide satin sash snugly around my waist. Iwas in kind of a daze as she led me out of the bathroom. I couldn'tbelieve how good the satin robe felt slipping and sliding around mysmooth body.As she sat me on the bed she said, "Okay, now it's time for a realtreat! I'm going to give. As I shifted, I carefully, and without being obvious, raised my skirt slightly so that Mark couldn’t help but see my exposed knee and calf. I noticed a slight bulging in his pants, and my breathing slowed suddenly. It was now or never. Fuck the rules. I slid across the leather seat towards him, and reached out to touch his knee. I touched it gently, and started to caress him with my finger, slowly around the knee and then along his inner thigh. He wriggled and very purposefully opened his. Desi was now sitting in an armchair wanking as his friend buggered my middle-aged wife. “Go on mate,” he chuckled when he saw my rock hard cock, “she’s gagging for another dick; fill her up at the other end.” I stepped forward and Kate lifted her head automatically opening her mouth. Her tongue flicked out and lapped at my aching knob. “Fucking Hell man!” Desi shouted, “Grab her fucking head and fuck her mouth!”I took hold of a handful of my wife’s hair and easily slid my cock deep into. I cradled her head in my arms and let her cry. I let the tears fall as she sobbed her heart out, the emotions and guilt of all the games we’d played these last few weeks suddenly flowing out in an uncontrolled deluge.I held her for I don’t know how long, knowing that words weren’t any use. I had to let the storm blow itself out, and then Sue would be ready to share her thoughts. Until she reached that point there was little I could do but stroke her hair and hold her to demonstrate my love and.