Her second orgasm followed quickly, this time fueled by the memory of her ‘abduction’. She’d taken great care in dressing before bed time, attir...ng herself in a flimsy white nightgown and panties, adding just a hint of make-up, trying to look sultry yet innocent. After, an alluring hint of flowery perfume at her throat, breasts and between her legs had been added, enhancing the scent of her arousal. She’d been so excited that she was unable to sleep. Finally, she downed a glass of Rose and. He leaned his head forward wedging his muzzle inside of my thighs and again licked at my pussy."Max," I whispered, "stop it. Please, Sean will see us doing it again. You have to stop!" No he doesn't!" There stood Sean with a bottle of wine, two glasses and a bulge in his sweats. "Sam, I have to be honest with you. I have never seen anything hotter than the sight of your pussy being licked by Max." He handed me a glass of wine sat the bottle and his glass down and knelt next to Max. "Here let's. Unfortunately she had forgotten the stool had no back. With a squeak she felt herself toppling backwards but powerful, work-hardened hands grasped her flailing limps and propped her back onto her stool. Unfortunately, the near fall seemed to have broken the intensifying storm of lust they had been generating and the lads stepped back, forming a ring of aroused, florid faced men around her. Her dress was gathered into a mere belt of black fabric around her midsection and her companions looked. After we discussed everything, she picked up the phone and called him from the bed she was sharing with me."Mike, we need to talk. I am no longer satisfied with you in bed and I'm not sure I ever was. I love you dearly and I'll never leave you, but I'm having an affair because my sexual side needs attention too. When I come home we are going to have a long talk!"That was it.She hung up, gave me a deep kiss goodbye and told me she would call me before the weekend.I didn't expect her to call the.