I stopped touching myself even though I’m still horny from all the stimulation. I looked at my husband straight into his eyes as I asked, “Do you ...eally want to know?”Prabhu likewise nodded his head and said, “Yes. I do. But, you can be rest assured that nothing will change even after that and, I will not judge you. My love for you won’t change either. I want to know.”After his reassurance, I felt that maybe it’s not a bad thing to share with my husband. After all, I’ve been keeping that secret. Terry sat in the back, on a mattress he had put there, while Andy and I were kissing in the front. He was soon hard at work on my tits, sucking and nibbling on my nipples, while Terry sat staring at us. I couldn't really relax with him there, and his presence was a little inhibiting. But how do you tell your husband to go away because you want another man's cock in your pussy?In the end, I had to tell him to go back to the bar for another half an hour, to let Andy and I become better. Rascal and I took the opportunity to open a bottle of wine and enjoy the full moon in the starry night sky. The country nighttime provides an awesome view of the infinite number of stars that the city just does not afford. The temperature had cooled somewhat, and the humidity was not nearly as oppressive. With our first glass, we set by the pool and realized that we had not got in all day. Usually, Rascal does not like to swim at night because she quickly gets cold (it’s no fun trying to. I feel bolder when I'm not talking personally but she would always ignore those parts.I kept on asking her when I could touch her boobs. One night, she decided to let me touch for the sake of my curiosity. She told me that she thought of it for a long time. She thought it wouldn't hurt her principles in life that the man she marries will be the man to touch her. All I did was grope her boobs just a few strokes. It was so soft and firm. I could sense her uneasiness and her face looked drunk. I.