The journey continued over her flat stomach, not stopping until the fingers nestled amid her trimmed, silky pubs. One fingertip then reached out and g...ntly touched my shaft at the point where our two bodies merged into one being.She looked up into my eyes. “Do you ever wish we’d been able to fall in love?“Yep. It’d be nice having your best friend and lover as your spouse. But, maybe, I guess, knowing each other so long and so very, very personally, that wasn’t in the cards. Besides, you always. Well, did you?If I tell you, she says, and my heart screams into my throat. Told had become Tell, and that implies…These were some of the most intense moments of my life. Im lying there, naked, hugely aroused, nerves screaming, with a huge effort only stopping myself from plunging into her whether she wanted to or not. Instead I ran my hand over her breast, fondling her nipple. It was rock hard. She gasped when I pinched it. Do that again. I did. Gently.For several minutes I played with her. It kind of embarrassed her, because she hadn't gotten her anything. What Amy got was a warm phone call. They talked almost an hour.It became a regular thing. Once every couple of weeks she would call for a chat. They bonded, because of her knowledge of our lifestyle Amy could confide in her. Amy even went down in late March to visit. When she came back she showed me a card Barb had given her. She had made a deal with the local Ford dealership, anytime her car needed service work, tires, etc,. So I knew he was still there working.I switched around between the cameras and suddenly stopped when I got to the living room camera. I could not believe what I was seeing. The camera happen to be positioned in such a way that you could clearly see the couch and the rest of the room. Couch was close to the camera and very clear. On the couch was a young stud on his back with his pants around his ankles. I would see my wife's ass on top of him and when she lifted herself up as she rode his cock,.