I was in a bit of a daze myself and only half aware of the guy telling me about where his house was and how there were "no neighbours to hear her scre...ming".We reached the car. "Get in the back slut", the guy snapped at Margie.He climbed in after her, leaving me to drive them."Nice tits", the guy told me as soon as he'd half ripped Margie's shirt and bra off.I adjusted the rear view mirror so that I could watch my wife being molested by this stranger.I could see Margie undoing her skirt and. I was lounging on a sun bed behind her reading and, during a particularly racy chapter felt the old wedding tackle stir. Knowing that I'd need to do something about the situation I rose and slipped into the water. As I bathed I noticed the water inlet was pumping and that she was stood right in front of it, legs slightly apart feeling its cool flow pulse against her clitoris! I swam to her left side and stood next to her and let the flow buffet my loins too.Shortly she looked my way and gave me. And we reached home. Nobody was in the house as my parents had to attend a marriage function. I told her to get fresh.She went inside a room. And she was so sweaty that her whole dress was drenched in sweat.I was in my room thinking of her naked body taking bath.I was masturbating of thinking of her pussy.So i wanted to see her naked and decided to peep into her room through the key hole.So when i went close to the key i pushed my head and door just slides in.It was not locked.So i just went. She gave the driver the directions and was at the club in no time. Luckily The Vault had an awning, as there was a line to get in. Susan saw her girlfriends in line right away and stood with them and instantly felt nerves building up in her stomach. The bouncer was turning people away left and right for being not dressed right, or for looking too smutty. She was more and more worried about her choice of clothing as they got closer to the door. Suddenly they were next and Susan's stomach did.