” Sliding her fingers inside, her eyes closed in response to the delicious sensitivity of her sex. She reached for the pink vibrator, holding it for...him to witness her next deviant act. With their eyes locked together, she needed to give no explanation; she wanted him to see that moment of penetration etched vividly on her face. The febrile atmosphere between punctuated by its low hum soon made her moan contentedly as she gave herself to it. Watching her shameless masturbation ignited his. We were both watching as Sandra and Reg fucked. I was propped up on one elbow so that I could see over Maria's body.Earlier they had rolled a die after explaining to me that, if the number on the die was even, then Reg would be fucking his wife and I would be fucking Maria; if the number was odd then Reg would be fucking his sister-in-law, and I would fuck his wife. The die rolled to a stop with a 4 showing, so it was Maria and me.Reg and Sandra had watched me fucking Maria, missionary style,. And if she truly wanted to taste his type of chaotic freedom, he would have to taste her structure and order. It was four weeks to the day since Theodore had dropped the bomb of his confession onto their household. On a quiet Thursday night, Ted came home about 15 minutes later than usual, the result of trying to finish his work week a day early to take a day off with Wendy at her request. They’d been invited to a company party thrown by Wendy’s company, and he needed to get dressed and cleaned. She got out of her car, got her overnight bag out of the trunk of the car and then went into unit 116. Five minutes later she came back out, got in her car and drove away. I found a place where I could park and keep an eye on 116 and I sat back and waited. Since Sally rarely came home late I didn't figure that I would have to sit there until five-thirty and I was right. At one-thirty Sally pulled up in front of 116 and went inside. Ten minutes later a Ford F-350 that I knew very well pulled up.