I let out a genuine yelp.As soon as I turned around, Margret tossed the towel directly into myface. "Gotcha, bitch! Meechya downstairs for breakfast."...I pulled thetowel away just in time to catch a glimpse of her perfect butt as sheturned the corner into her walk-in closet. I love my wife. I love mylife.Chapter 7 - Transitioning, Round TwoMargret was sitting on the living room sofa when I entered with hercoffee on a serving tray. I froze for a moment and stared at her.Granted, I might be a tad. She slipped her left arm around my waist, her fingers brushing across my cock straining against my boxers. She must have thrown open the coat because I felt her breasts pressing hard against my back. Thickened nipples tickled my skin as she wiggled ever so slightly. I felt goose bumps up and down my arms. Her lips were close to my right ear. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her other hand reaching around me. Her left arm pulled me tighter as she waved her right hand a few inches in front of. Peter sat frozen, watching the hot scene before him. He had never been in a similar situation before, had also never had a threesome. To top it all, the two hunks he was observing was the stuff that dreams were made of. Peter wanted to jump straight in and go berserk, but instinctively knew that he would be summoned when the time was right. Like a child being told to show restraint before opening his gifts at Christmas, he sat and waited.Finally, Chuck and Billy’s eyes focused on him. From. As the film progressed I whispered in your ear saying that this was going to happen to you and that the men would bind you helpless then fuck you everywhere your pussy was soaking by now at the thought of it and your hand had my cock in it now wanking me off as I toyed with your pussy and sucked on your hard nipples I was so horny right then I told you to stand up and removed your skirt I then told you to spread your legs and I pushed you face first against the wall.As I did this I opened one.