After a couple of minutes, my friend woke up and sat down in another couch, in front of us. He stripped down to his waist and started to stroke his ha...d cock in hand while he looked at us.I saw in his eyes that guessed he wanted to fuck my sensual little wife. Not a word was spoken. Making Ana stand on her feet, I pulled her damp thong down to her ankles. As she lifted each foot to take it off, my wife did not take her eyes from Frank’s erection.She stumbled towards my friend and I helped her. "He nodded and they fell into the usual conversations about the things going on in their lives right now: work, kids, friends, and kids.Side by side they walked up the trail. Five other cars were parked at the trailhead. They were not alone on the peak, but you couldn't tell. It was so quiet and peaceful. The trees were thick and the wind rustled in the leaves. Darren was glad she had put the flannel shirt out. The wind was a little chilly. He watched Stephanie out of the corner of his eye. She. Oh-so-ballsy?!” “That you're trying to drag me into your bed against my will. I think the common expression for that is sexual harassment.” I saw a tear pop out of her eye and rolling down her cheek. That was the moment I realized I had apparently overstepped some kind of boundaries I hadn't been aware of. I took her in my arms. She sobbed, rubbed her cheek on my chest. What the hell was I actually doing? I should have let her cry alone in the dark. I should have gone home, turned my back on. I pumped my fingers in and out of her rapidly a few more times and then started massaging her clit a bit more, and her breathing quickened into short little gasps and quiet little squeals of delight as I kept up the stimulation. And then I could feel her tense a bit, nothing overtly noticeable, in fact if I had not been a masseuse I may not have noticed the change. I was used to feeling changes in the body as I worked and this change told me she was going to cum. I continued exploring her.