” My little head was sore as my jerk partner began pulling again. Having lost my passion, my brain took over and I felt like I had been punched in t...e stomach. What was happening? Real men, real husbands don’t let their wives have sex with other men, I thought. What if my friends found out? What about my family? No one would understand. Suddenly I thought about Jim. Would he tell anyone that he fucked my wife while I stood by and watched…and wanked no less?My thoughts were dizzying and I was. Rachel would be making sandwiches as I was .nside her from behind. Short skirts were the norm for Rachel. Once while this guy from the hardware store was on break grabbing a coke out front. I took Rachel into the walkin and bent her over and took her from behind as she peeped out the door to make sure he didnt come looking for us. There were many times we sent S.ck on fake deliveries if we really needed time!!(He would get so pissed because we always picked this hotel far away)So the way it was. ”The girls seemed to be satisfied with this approach and we spent the next hour talking about what to do the next day. We ended up deciding to just go back down to the river.The next morning, as the sun rose, so did the temperature. It was going to be a scorcher. Lorelei and I were going to be meeting Sandy and Jane at our private spot, so after we did some chores for my aunt, we packed a lunch and headed out. As we walked, we talked about the news of the day. Woodstock was up there, as was the. His immense hard-on was fully evident in his underpants, and I skipped any preliminaries and immediately freed the monster from its lair. Bob loved to kiss. A lot. And I knew that he was as much excited and fulfilled by deep, hard kissing than having his hefty cock orally serviced. So I stood, and gripping his dick in my hand, and slowly wanking him, I stuck my tongue directly and forcefully into his gaping mouth. I sucked on his tongue, spat into his mouth and licked around his face - I knew.