This inhale was meant to taste, not to merely smell. A sensory not to be deprived. I notice the silhouette of my wife against the white walls, and her...pants are pulled down to her thighs, her shirt is open, and that new liberal woman on her knees with her face buried in my wife's panties. I stand, I mentally adjust to the scene - remembering what I know, what I learned, telling myself not to do anything until you have a good plan. Be patient, be smart, don't overreact.My wife is a prude. She. The sun was shining and the old oak tree outside stood as study as ever, its leaves barely moving in the wind. Dad and sis were playing with our dog down on the yard. It had been dad's idea to ask mom if I could practice with her. I hadn't been so sure about it initially, but today I had finally gathered my courage and talked to her.After some time I had to shift my hips a little. My testicles were tightening and I had to lay my hands on mom's shoulders because my legs suddenly twitched.Mom. "Bit bright for romance," he said. He took off his dressing gown and slid into bed beside her. He found her hand and held it. She clutched it. He turned on his side and pecked her cheek."There's no rush," he said, "but I may have to kiss you properly pretty soon."She managed a smile. "I'd like that."He craned to kiss her softly. She turned towards him and kissed him back. He put his free arm round her and kissed her again. It became more passionate. He stroked her back but did not pull her to. I responded back only if you want me to honey still thinking it was a joke. He told me he was going to shower and he would be down in a while. So i sat there Talking with james and cashed out. He had offered to buy me a drink and i accepted. we moved from the games to the other end of the bar and he asked me why i was there. So i just told him i had meetings and needed some free time. At this point my husband had texted me to tell me when he got to the bar that i did not know him and thought it.