My ass was exposed and I was on my knees leaning forward weeding a stubborn patch of dandelions. "Now will you look at that?" one said to the other.... "That's what I call one fine piece a' ass." Sure is." the other replied. "Just what we need on a fine day like this."Startled, I looked over my shoulder and found them close behind me looking down at my bare bottom. My tee shirt had been removed earlier so I could get some sun on my back and my jeans were down around my bent knees.I started. I don't mind." My hands moved down, massaging her upper arms now, trying to relax her more. I really wanted to see what she would do now. In a few more minutes, I wasn't disappointed. Her right hand moved over her thigh, towards her pussy, which, I could only guess, was soaking wet by now. Her fingers glided across her cute white thong, raising her skirt up enough that I had a nice view of the proceedings. She started playing with her clit though the thin material, moaning a little. Oh my, did. He finally pulled out as my wife let my cock go from her mouth. Before she could lay down, I moved away and Andre brought his cock up to her mouth for a final licking and cleaning. After she cleaned his glistening cock, he said he had to get going to travel to his next performance the next day at another club. We bid him farewell as my wife gave him a very sensual kiss on the lips and a squeeze on his cock through his pants. After he left, we both laid in each other's arms and fell asleep. We. And the sights of the pictures in those magazines.As I rolled onto my back I looked to see that it was Herb in bed with me! I was confused (well he was married) and happy that it wasn’t one of those other guys. He smiled and asked me if I was OK. I nodded.As I lay there he started caressing my chest and stomach smoothing his palm over the whole of my torso. For a few minutes, ever so gently, but ever so sensually, he massaged my upper body asking me if it was nice. As I could utter was a weak.