Gwen and Douglas were quite comfortable with each other, having known each other for over half their lives. She had no qualms with him sitting next to...her while they talked. Other people in the community might have said something, but this was her house and she'd do what she pleased."Would you like some lemonade, Douglas?" Yes, I think would be be just fine," came the reply."I've got a full pitcher already in the refrigerator so let me get us a glass." She got up and headed towards the door,. . and it probably would have caused less talk. Instead she pulled a loose fitting, short black skirt over her naked body and left the leash in place, trailing down inside the front of the dress and wrapping around her waist under the dress. The dress covered all, but the soft, black, shiny material revealed everything. I’m sure that everyone in the restaurant had something for tomorrow’s conversation.We got back to the room around seven. Pussy felt that she had more nervous energy to get rid. I say “clearly” because she was yelling, “Oh, yes Donald! Fuck me fast; I love it!.” Then her face scrunched up and she squealed as she orgasmed. Donald was not far behind and he groaned and thrust hard into her with slow forceful thrusts. I used their noisy interlude as cover to walk fairly close to them without being detected. As they finished, Donald pulled out and immediately dove down and started licking her gash. Candy went crazy, “Oh my God, Donald, lick me, eat that cum, lick my clit.”. Five minutes ago my mobile phone rang. It was a client. I took the call and as I talked on the phone I wandered around our single-story house until I was standing at the bedroom door, trying to make normal conversation as I looked in on my wife and her lover.They had wasted no time and were already under the covers, naked. Mary was wrapped in Richie’s arms as he cuddled her, relaxed in each other’s familiar, intimate company and in expectation of what was to come.I could see her left breast.