Connecting them was just an open archway about 4 feet wide. We were hidden from each other by one of the walls between the rooms, adjacent to the door...ay.I was able to slip up next to the door frame, undetected."MMMMmmm. Yes! That feels good!" she hissed.I tilted my head to see around the door frame and saw one of our young pages talking to someone on her cell phone. Her jeans were unfastened and halfway down her thighs and her free hand was in the front of her panties and rubbing her pussy. Jane say that she had a black friend who could come over and prove it. I expected Linda to reject her offer out of hand, but I was surprised to hear my wife giggle and say, "Maybe I should find out if it's true for myself, huh?" Her curiosity and the wine had obviously gotten the best of her. Jane quickly made a phone call and then told Linda that he would be over in about ten minutes. True to her word almost ten minutes later there was a knock on the door. I had walked upstairs and was. This was one of the most intense kisses I had ever had.After a few minutes, our bodies were completely pressed against each others and his hands were everywhere. First on the back of my neck, then on my back tracing their way down to my hips, where he brought them back up to my breasts. He was gently rubbing them when he broke away from the kiss and let his lips replace where his hands had just been. He took the first nipple in his mouth and gently sucked and licked it then did the same to the. It's there that he found his loving wife, Jessica, bent over the stove and putting the final touches on his scrambled eggs. She was dressed in a long, fuzzy pink robe that hugged her hips seductively and was tied at the waist. The collar dipped just low enough to offer a subtle hint of the goodies hidden underneath, but not so low that she looked lewd or cheap. Dale loved that robe. He had a good wife - and a proper wife. He was proud of that. On top of it all, Jessica looked just as beautiful.