I was a bit tired, but not enough to check what was happening at the living room…My wife was not a big drinker so the alcohol was really starting to...kick in; she had a wine glass in her hand.She leaned back into the couch as Dick saw his opportunity. He pulled my wife against him and started to rub her shoulders and back. My wife was somewhat startled but the massage felt good.As my wife leaned her head back, she took a deep breath.Ana rested her head back against his shoulder as he could smell. ...Now if you think I just left it there and didn’t have a peek you’re wrong I’m far too nosy.i decided to take her phone outside and have a cheeky smoke to get a little high and have a look and see what I could find. At least then I had an excuse to say why I might have the wrong phone I’m my hand!!! What I found amazed me...Lexy had been messaging a guy from her work and as I found out been meeting. We were in our mid late 20s and this guy was I’m his 50’s, very good looking guy, toned and. ?What did you say???I’ll say it slower, STRIP? I repeated slowly.?I...? she stammered.?Look, either you strip, or I start looking up people to send your sex tape too? I calmly told her. ?No!! I’ll do it.? She managed to stutter. Standing in her kitchen I calmly stood in front of her and waited for her to strip. Shyly she raised her arms and began to raise the bottom of her shirt. I’d seen her naked countless times but it was different. Her body quivered she as pulled her shirt above her. When I yanked it out, that was when he flinched. I’d catheterized enough patients to know what hurt and what didn’t, what damaged and what didn’t. I knew it burned like hell when not properly lubed. He’d survive, but he didn’t know that! I pushed it back in, this time four inches. It hit hard resistance, right where his cock curved sharply. I pressed harder and he squealed through his gag like the cattle prodded pig that his was. Five inches. In and out, I did this quickly, sharply, several.