"What's the matter with you?" she hissed. "Why haven't you picked me up, already, and taken me to your bed?" OK, I know I'm stupid, but with almost an... other woman, I probably would have had her in my bed by now. "What are you waiting for, a damned engraved invitation?"I still didn't have my bearings with this whole situation, but I wasn't going to argue. I turned to the door. "I've already locked it!" she exclaimed. I turned back to her, looked her up and down and took one long step up to her. The nurse had explained that as she’d hit her head, they were being extra cautious just in case it was concussion. The nurse left, and I stared at my wife, waiting for her to start the conversation. She stuttered, and then came out with her excuse.Not her apology and regret, her excuse.“Honey, I did it for us!”I was struck dumb for a few moments. I’d always thought that my wife was mostly sensible and level-headed – and now she was spouting complete drivel. Maybe she had scrambled her brain on. I close my legs, as a powerful force seems to be overtaking my body. It becomes even more wonderful as I feel a finger enter my pussy, exploring my insides. Another joins it soon enough and soon you have hit my special spot. Combined with the sucking that has never stopped, I am pushed over the top with numbing pleasure. You continue until I have calmed down. My eyes meet yours and we engage in a passionate kiss. I feel a heat against my stomach and am reminded of your excitement. I reach down. Don’t get me wrong, it was GREAT at Sally’s, but when you suggested Tom turning us on before he ate our pussies, all I could think about was Tom’s lips, fingers, and tongue before he ate us out. It sent chills up my back! I was all for the idea so don’t blame yourself—I’m at fault for agreeing to it.’ Debbie went on, ‘Remember when I told you if the right guy came along ‘I’d like a third cock?” I replied, ‘Yes, and I had a very good idea who you were talking about, too.’ ‘Well last night I came.