"Well you know people are talking, what with your missus messing around with that prick Kevin…… to be honest I prefer to hear everything from you,...and please know that this will make no difference to our relationship" I started to relax a little, "after all" he continued "I've known you for longer than I've known my own wife and all of my mates, I'm on your side".So I sat down, looking at the floor still pretty ashamed that my life had come to this, I had to explain to my best mate why my wife. .. watching her and playing with her pussy. Both were. Still with head in hands, she felt her body space encroached. Slowly moving her hands away revealing Lana standing in front of her. Chloe looked up to see Lana looking down at her. Both ladies with racing hearts in new territory. Chloe could smell the expensive perfume that had wafted passed her when she’d arrived earlier. She smelled gorgeous. She looked stunning. Lana’s skirt still hitched round her waist and her pretty cream satin. No, oh no, what are you doing?"The cock in my pussy was withdrawing. I tried to squeeze tighter so that it wouldn't go, but it was withdrawing despite my best efforts. And then, and then I felt something totally unexpected. A probing . . . a pushing against my other hole."No . . . oh God, no not there. No please, I've never done it like that before," I protested. But still it pushed. How do you argue with a machine? It hurt as it entered me and it filled me completely. Stretched as I was I. Once inside, I kind of stopped and looked its way, thinking about that fist time I’d seen her naked. “Yes dear, that’s the window,” she told me. I turned towards her and she was standing and staring at me blankly. Then she smiled her reserved but attractive smile. “Care to join me?” she asked. I walked towards her. She watched me. I walked up to her and she took my hands in hers. We stared at each other. At first it was uncomfortable. At least I thought it felt that way. She and I looked into.