Then he pulled away and sat beside her kissing her again. His hands moved to her perky breasts and I watched as he squeezed and kneaded them. One hand...moved around to her back and I could tell that he was untying her top. The little bit of fabric fell to the floor near my feet. He broke their kiss, moving down her shoulder to begin kissing her breasts.She looked at me and asked if I wanted to tell Scott the rest of my fantasy. I sat motionless, unsure of what she was talking about. I had only. It was excruciating."Oh yeah, fuck my pussy!"Every time she said something like that while they were fucking, I had to stop stroking just so I wouldn't cum. My wife can be very shy around people, but once she is engaged in sex, she can really open up, so to speak.Twenty minutes later, she starts to moan louder, telling him to cum inside of her and I can hear him moaning as he does as he's told, pumping his cum deep inside of her tight pussy. After several minutes of quiet, I could hear muffled. Her dance partner tagging along. She stopped at her side of the table and picked up her drink. taking a big gulp then setting it down. This is Michael she interduced the guy to me. I said hello . Then she told him I was her husband but to not let that bother him, and that she cuckolded me so if she wanted to have sex later with him it would be OK with me. That never gets any easier to set through. The band started playing another great oldie so my wife took Michael's hand and they hit the dance. Her breasts were not a large as Angel's but they were larger than my own. I unhooked her bra and they just spilled right into my hands. The nipples were pale pink and hard as tiny pebbles. I pinched them gently between my thumb and forefingers and caused her to exhale a little sigh. We shifted positions and I continued to undress her, slipping down her panties and looked at that lovely triangulation of hair between her legs. When she lifted her hips slightly I could now see her pussy. It was.