He must have picked up on my silence and said “of course it is just a fantasy, I wouldn’t push you into it.” “But you would like it? As a thre...some?”“Err no, I would like to watch.”The words reverberated around my head, my husband wanted to watch me with someone else. “Man or woman?” I asked. “Man” well at least he respected I was straight in all this.We talked for a couple of hours about how long he had wanted this and the implications if we did. Before long we had moved onto the logistics of. .please”. Carl had plans. He took her jeans off. Almost like synchronised swimmers, they each took their socks off. Carl took his shirt off and brought Petra towards his tight hairy chest. He lifted her off the ground and placed her like a sleeping c***d into his bed. His cock was throbbing now. He could see she was shaved down there and that was where he was headed next. “No Carl, PLEASE...just fuck me”, Petra implored. “I want you so badly”. Carl ignored her plea. He crouched on top of her. That OK?" Yes, sure!"I was aware of a change in Jody, too. Having George over had put the bounce back in her step. She liked the idea of engineering his recovery from losing Melissa. It wasn't that she had been down; just that life had become routine. I had missed the exuberant spark she had in earlier years, that's all. Suddenly, it was restored.After thinking about it, I concluded that the reason might be simple. She had, in George, a 'boyfriend' who complimented her, adored her, worshipped. Wendy finally was ready to leave two hours later, she was dressed in short denim skirt & sheer white singlet top way to big for her as it showed a lot of side boob. I said bit sexy for camping don't you think & she replied no! Because I want to go to that waterfall when we setup camp for a swim. We finally got to our campsite next to Arielle & Sam they were all setup so I started setting up the camper trailer, I was only half way finished when Wendy asked if I would be much longer as she wanted.