She is still stroking my cock, now only inches away from her face. The boys behind us start to look in between the seats or sit up into their seats so...they can watch. A fiery redhead from across the aisle leans over and watches everything as my wife is stroking my cock right into her face, she is also now trying to lick off the pre-cum. I try to tell her that people are watching by tapping on her shoulder and whispering down to her “Lydia they know what you are doing”. As I say it she swallows. As he shook his wife's Martini in the den, he heard another knock on thedoor. Eddie placed the shaker down and walked towards the door. Heopened the door and saw Ann.He smiled and said, "Welcome to the Hutton residence," to avoid anyconfusion the second time around.Ann walked in and Eddie asked, "Can I take your coat Miss?" Oh, don't call me Miss. You can call me, Ann, umm...I didn't get yourname, dear." I'm Maria, but I can't call you by your first name Miss. My mistresswould scold me.". She had also put some lipstick on and done up her face. Now there are other chairs on which she could have sat but she wanted on the sofa with me. I moved away from the corner and allowed her to sit there then I lay down with my head on her lap. She placed her hand on my chest and made out she was watching the TV.From where I lay I could smell her perfume but also her own body scent and it was getting stronger. As I moved my head her coat opened showing me a patch of bare thigh. She was wearing. But we sing beautifully, so we’re worth it.”Bill replied after a pause, “Um, Low Church?”She grinned, “You know, American.” I laughed as she continued, “Unless you’re an Episcopalian or something like that.” She then got a devilish sparkle in her eye and said, “But tell me, if you know the play so well, why didn’t you realize what the hell that was all about?”Bill looked at her in surprise and said, “You got me. I never really read anything about that. Never learned about it. I guess I thought.