"I'll be there with bells on, but I may forget my underwear!"I chuckled as I closed the phone, opened the door, and picked up my suitcases. I left a s...unned and speechless Darla standing in the living room as I strolled nonchalantly down the walk to my car.While it hadn't been elegant dining, both Becky and I enjoyed a good steak dinner before we retired to my apartment. She had just ridden me to her third orgasm when the phone by the bed rang. While keeping me firmly lodged in her rather snug. It was unnerving to have her looking directly at me, but I stayed perfectly still and hoped that I couldn’t be seen. I was safe on that front as my lovely wife started to lick and play with the cum on her face clearly swallowing any that she encouraged into her mouth. “That dickhead is a dam fool, and now I’m going to fuck his wife in there marital bed!”That was my cue to get up and get through the kitchen door and get upstairs without a sound, which I did despite the raging hard-on in my. 00 for food as she had intended, but I had wasted it awayin pin ball machines. I was very hungry.Not knowing what I should do, the odor of frying bacon permeated theroom, and I nearly feinted from hunger.I stood, gathering the peignoir about my trim little waist, I headedfor the door. I hoped that my uncle would not hate me when he saw whatI was wearing, but it was all his fault. I had nothing else to wear. Ikind of hoped, though I hated myself for the thought, that he wouldthink that I was. The tattoo on her left asscheek was exactly like Anna's. The man standing in front, stepped back, pulled his jeans up and walked slowly towards me. It was then that the angled mirrors showed me reality. There was my beautiful wife being fucked by these two well endowed men, stroking much larger cocks. Her blindfolded eyes didn't hide the mascara stains running down her cheeks. Nor did her matted hair sticking to her reddened face. My drink started to slip out of my hand as Rocky saved it..