So I went up too it and peaked in, I saw Linda face down in the back seat with a guy on top of her, her pants and panties was off and so was the guy's... This guy was anal fucking my wife and she was enjoying it. She wouldn't let me fuck her up the ass anymore, and she's letting this guy do it. I stood there and watched, he was fucking her in the ass hard, she was having some orgasm with each thrust. I heard Linda saying she was cumming, and she moaned and she came on the back seat. The guy kept. After dropping remya, I asked Priya to come to my home as it was nearby. To which she agreed…We reached my flat and I lay her on bed nd removed her heels. She was so drunk that she couldn’t open her eyes…I asked her to change and offered her a pair of clothes to which she replied that her legs nd body is paining a lot due to dance. I offered her leg massage to which she readily agreed.I started massaging her legs by oil nd now I could clearly see her black panty. I asked her to turn back.As I. I had to get away for a moment.“Ron, will you excuse me? I’d like to visit the powder room.” I spoke, looking back up to him. He immediately released me and I stepped off, my heels marking my progress on the smooth concrete patio, his voice and the few we were conversing with raising in laughter. Inside, I ducked into my bedroom, and took a few moments to gather myself. I looked in the mirror. With some dread, I realized what was going on. Ron was staking his claim on me. The bedroom. And how she'd gotten so hot when Bennet had fucked her again. But there were problems. She was married. This was adultery. She had to tell Stan.But how?No easy answer came to Veronica. She silently closed the drawer on her desk, then went home.As she drove up her driveway and killed the engine, she saw the single light on in their bedroom. It was almost ten o'clock. And she hadn't called. What would Stan think? What would he say? She didn't know if she could face him or not.Veronica quickly.