And as he fondled it, it started to grow.Seeing him finally doing something with himself got me even more turned on. Arching my back with my hands pla...ted on the floor behind me, I upped my motion.Mutual masturbation – if that’s what Alex was doing – was actually very, very hot.Fwuck. Fwuck. Fwuck. Slwuch. Slwuch.My pussy was getting wetter, and very embarrassing sounds started coming out of me as I drove down harder and faster.Plop.“Fuck!” I swore as I over-extended myself and the dildo popped. Gradually sam told me that he likes sex a lot and he is bisexual by nature as he loves good guys and gals both. He is not married and he has decided to remain single rest of his life. I was taken aback a little by his confessions but I guess drinks make you confess a lot :). He too asked me whether he had any experience with guys as I m the good looking guy with curvy body. I said yes I had few times. That time he was taken aback and he said that is why you got such curvy body and you shy. I. No more of this ED crap, that’s my husband’s problem, not mine. I suffered long enough from sexual depravation. Enough of this attitude of ignoring me, or not being appreciative of me or him not wanting to go places with me. No More.Ted had already drifted back to sleep as I heard Vivian again orgasm followed, really close, by Fred and then all got quiet.I had been so depraved from sex for so long when I started getting a real man to take care of this I went ballistic. I fully realized that now. Something to explore when I had more time. Upstairs, the bathroom and toilet held no surprises. Their cupboards were empty save for toilet rolls. Then the bedrooms. There were five of these. As I entered the first room the memories hit me. This was ‘our’ bedroom. There was the en suite bathroom, there were the two wardrobes and a dressing table. I opened the drawers and stood back in surprise. There were men’s socks and underwear. In the wardrobe were suits and sweaters, and shirts and ties..