I don't care. As long as no one but me ever touches them. If I'm fingering you and you are enjoying it, I don't care if someone sees us. If we don't m...ke it home and make love in the car, I don't care if someone walks by. You see, Kathy, this was very hard for me. I know you dress sexy. I know that other men look at you. It makes me feel good that I have such a gorgeous wife. As long as you belong to me and me only, I want other men to desire you. I just don't want them to have you. Do you. I'm just not getting anysatisfaction, even though my wife gets off every night. Sometimes she'llhumor me by climbing on top and grinding her dripping pussy against myuseless, tiny dick. It gets me all worked up and it still feels amazing,but no signs of life from my little guy.Last night when I got a little emotional, my wife comforted me and saidshe has an idea. She got on her tablet and spent some time shopping afterthat. She told me not to peek.************A package arrives on our doorstep,. She made the slightest little movements with her wrist causing the toy to dance in place, but not travel any deeper into my ass. In seconds, or maybe minutes, I began to move my hips the slightest bit when she started to pull the toy out. I was about to protest, when she placed her left hand on my ass, somehow reassuring me without a word, and pressed it in slowly going farther than before. “Oh fuck Cara, that's too deep! That's too deep!” “No Luke! It's not, you've only taken 3 or 4 inches so. Throughout dinner, Mom had been in such a better mood. She wasn't actingall nervous anymore. Clark's focus was on me, not on her, so she felt safe.But now, in these last ten or so minutes since he started playing with mybare stomach, his arousal became a lot more intense. He was treating me alot more roughly, and was beginning to eye Mom, too. He made a commentabout how it must almost be my bed time. Mom and I both knew it: he wasgetting too horny, and didn't want to 'lose it' in his pants. He.