This left me lying, looking up, at the end of the bench. It was then I realised what my fate was going to be as my wife came over to the bench and ben... over it. She then told the men that her pussy was open for business and she wasn’t going to leave until all the balls in the room, apart from her husbands, was drained. Pete was of course the first and he easily slid into my wife’s pussy, hanging a few feet above my face. I couldn’t see what else was happening but it was clear from the sounds. She had no panties on and stood tall and totally naked in all her seductive glory.Continuing she said “With the lights dimmed, this created quite a romantic setting with the stacked grain bags looking like Disney castles. Ryan returned with a bottle of chilled white wine and two wine glasses. I was hot and thirsty when he poured me my first glass of wine.”“Here’s to a successful stock take and all your hard work” he said. We drunk a toast and he poured me my second glass. I was already feeling. .....aaaahhhh" she moaned and begged me to take her. She pressed into the wall with her hands, and she tossed her head back in a mix of pleasure and pain. I leaned in and kissed her neck, my lips clamping on her soft skin as we began to slowly fuck like long lost lovers. Her pussy was the most amazing sensation that I have ever had, and I moaned to her with each thrust of my cock. I was sucking on her neck, her moans and whimpers filling my ears, and my fingers were pulling on her small erect. It was like she had been reading my mind. “Why do we have to tell her anything? We just have to be careful not to get caught.”“But being careful isn’t always enough, look at you and her.”“What?... What do you mean?” I sat up in bed. “Sweetie, I saw you two on the sofa that night..” My eyes widened, “having sex.” My heart stopped. “You saw us?” I could barely speak.“Yes, and I thought you saw me too?”“I did! But you never said anything to us!”“I didn’t see the need. It was obviously consensual..