James has a mammoth cock. As she gets wet in his hands he feeds it to her and she kisses me each time. He is getting harder as she gets wetter.I am no... naked and erect. I want to be the first to penetrate her. I normally don't care. But I have a connection with her. I know if I leave the room she will be on all fours with these two also instantly. I am the pacemaker."Can I take you to see your husband?"As we enter the room. Hubby is sitting on the bed wearing the stockings, the crotchless pants. There must be more to life than just one man; the house, the kid, the job. All so mundane. So, I willed my mind to wander. I had fascinations with men in my head. Men I worked with. Male cashiers that were oh so nice. Random strangers. What would they feel like? What would they taste like? What would they do to me and how? Wander, wander, wander. All to escape the hell I lived with daily. I never once cheated. I thought about it, and maybe that counts. Your eyes can wander but never your hands.. The waist-line and leg openings are trimmed with more ruffles; and, the whole thing, both bottom and top are made of stretchy gauze material. It's skin tight and very sexy.Like any self-respecting male chauvinist pig, I responded primitively by whistling my appreciation."Gwen, you're absolutely gorgeous." I told her truthfully.She blushed and said disbelievingly, "Liar." then asked, "Where's the hose?"I pointed to the garden hose attached to the spigot on the back of the house. "The water's. I found the zipper of her dress and unzipped it. Then I turned her around and kissed her on her lips. She too caught my face as she opened her lips to take mine as we continued kissing each other madly.I then caught her dress from the sides and removed it to let it drop on the floor exposing her strapless bra and matching white panties. She then pushed me to the wall behind and kissed me and started to unbutton my shirt. She opened all the buttons and let my shirt fall on the ground exposing my.