And I never turned him down. A couple of times we would have been having slow sex in one of the playrooms while the door was open. Workmen used to wal... past the door. Deliberately. Just to see my arse waving up in the air as I sucked Pete off. There were a few times when we were caught out and a cheeky workman would spank my arse or finger me giving me the shock of my life. But then sometimes I wouldn’t seduce Pete with my overflowing bags I would go straight to the leather couches in the sex. Emily pulls her doona closer to her chin and takes in a long breath. Then the man peels off his tight black trousers and red underpants with difficulty then stands up fully naked, his muscles gleaming in the gloom of the night light coming through the window. Emily nearly faints at the sight of his large long penis pointing threateningly at her face. “Good God…” she can’t help whispering. The man takes the wine bottle from her, drains it in his mouth and puts it aside. Then he simply pulls her. I yelped louder – half because of the temperature and half because the current was making me cum. Just before I climaxed from the water, she switched the hose off. I shivered with relief, but also disappointment. My pussy was on fire but the rest of my body was freezing. “Shake yourself off then,” she said, picking up the camera and standing in the door way. I was shaking a little already because of the cold, but I did as she said. I could feel my tits jiggling about underneath me. “Good. That idea of being watched didn’t put Richard off and he agreed to come over. On Tuesday night the doorbell rang and my wife opened the door to Richard. She was totally naked and asked Richard if he liked what he saw. He said yes and followed her into the lounge where I was sat. I said hello and he sat down and my wife offered him a drink. It was strange being in a room with a guy I had met several times at my wife’s work place and now knew he had wanted to fuck her back then. As my wife left.