My wife was on her knees next to the bed, trying to cover her breasts and her pubic area.“Oh God! Don’t kill me! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” The ...ook on her face was one of utter horror.I scanned the room. The three men were unmoving, but my rage was still growing. Bat in hand, I stood over her, glowering, then I turned and began to destroy every piece of furniture in the room, starting with her jewelry case and the mirror on the dresser.I crushed the lamps on the night stands and then the night. The girls turned in early after planning a shopping trip in the morning. Ann had made plans for us to enjoy the afternoon by the pool tomorrow and she wanted to get new swim suits for the occasion. The girls returned around lunch time with Ann stopping by Subway on the way home. After eating, the girls retreated to the bedroom and exited to the pool with their swimwear proudly displayed. Ann wore a little two piece pink bikini under a lighter color top. Cindy had on a stunning little yellow. From her neck to the belt the robe was slightly open, revealing the soft swells of the inside of her breasts. If my mother realized what she was exposing, she gave no indication. I moved my hands sensuously across her shoulders, working hard to keep her attention from the opened robe. I knew if I pushed the robe just an inch more on one side or the other I would be able to see her nipple. With my heart pounding in my chest I pushed the right side further down with my little finger. It slipped. The shower is still going as Brittany peeks her head out and tells Erin to come in and take a shower. Thirty minutes later they come out wearing towels.“It’s about fucking time,” I say as both girls giggle.I get in the shower. I’m in there for at least thirty minutes and I feel like a new man when I get out. I dry off, wrap the towel around me and walk out of the bathroom as my eyes get wide. I’m looking at Brittany and Erin in the sixty-nine position. Brittany is on the bottom and Erin is on.