Then I also applied gel on my plug, making these gestures as a ritual.Then I slowly stroked the rosette with the plug and pushed it down slowly into m... ass ...As it was a bit bad, I came out, added gel on my rosette, pushing my finger slightly, and I started the game again: push a little plug, out, push it again a a little deeper, savoring the moment when the widest part slips inside my ass.What a pleasure !Then I put on my thong tanga checking that my plug could not stand alone ... it was not. Then out of nowhere she turns around takes her headphones and walks over to me, I pretended to be in the middle of a set as she walked to me and to my surprise she just stood there and watched while smiling at me. I wrapped up my set after a few reps and took my head phones to show that I noticed her standing there. She made some comment about how heavy my weights were and then apologized for taking so long on the rack, she had a lot on her mind today and physical activities helped her think. At the very least I should return it. It was the chivalrous thing to do.I reached for it. Stopped. A wave of doubt swept over me. Guilt, maybe. Then something else. Something scary. Need, unfurling inside me. Taking over.Snatching the key, I pocketed it, grabbed my drink and headed back to my wife. .o0o.The room key was burning a hole in my pocket the entire time I was lounging poolside, not listening to my wife's inane chatter. I made noncommittal noises to keep up the pretence of paying. The sight of her proper ass with cut thongs was a very exciting sight. I must admit several times I fired him while watching the sunbathing neighbors in the garden. A few times it happened that I saw her even upstairs and I really liked her huge breasts. One day in the summer, I helped my neighbor with something in the garden for a while, I ended up sometime in the evening and told my neighbor that I was going to take a bath. My parents were not at home at the moment, I came to the bathroom,.