" Would he even have been born?" asked Helena."I matriculated three different times, sweetheart." You're a lot smarter than you look," my mother said....Being underestimated is useful should be our credo," said Zhenzhen suggested."What would that be in Latin?" I asked."Sint minoris aestimanda est utilis," Eva translated.We laughed."And our crest?" asked Helena."How about a baby with a sword," Zhenzhen offered."Naked," Helena added."Female," was my much approved addition."Wearing glasses," Eva. I should have stopped him then, but I continued to watch. After fondling my wife's breasts for a few minutes his hand moved down her body and disappeared between her legs. I froze in disbelief at what he was doing to her. It wasn't long before I heard her softly moaning. She never wore more than panties and a small t-shirt to bed even in the cold weather. So there was no doubt in my mind that he had his fingers in my wife's pussy, and she was enjoying every minute.Watching another man finger my. They were in perfect sync and knew just how to please each other. No doubt about it." So this has been going on under our noses for years? Do you think anyone else knows?" Hard to tell. They weren't exactly hiding. The barn is open and its broad daylight. What about Uncle Jeff and Aunt Stacy?"I began to think that if the spouses know, then maybe they are doing something on the side as well. Lisa continued,"I think we need to pay a little more attention to what’s going on around here." I started. When she couldn’t wait any longer, she lifted her mouth from Chrisanne’s breasts.“I want to taste you,” she said. “Can I?”“Yes!” Chrisanne gasped. “God, yes.”Iris made her slow way down the writhing body, pausing to kiss and stroke the curve of her belly, her sharp hipbones, the silken skin on the inside of her thighs. She felt so fucking good…When they’d fucked in Italy, Iris thought the magic of that night had been due to the wedding and the sounds of the night, the violin, and the faint rush.