About 45 minutes later the doorbell rang and it was Kelly. As she passed me in the open door, I immediately smelled a fresh, powdery fragrance, with a...slight hint of perfume. I figured she was just out of the shower. She had on jeans and a “T” shirt, something which I have rarely seen her wear. I got her a TV tray and set her up on the end of the sofa with a plate. We watched TV, ate and chatted for a good while. The program went off at 8 p.m., and there wasn’t much else coming on. “How about. "I didn't think you were open to it," she said between licks. I thought about this for a moment."I'm not sure I was until recently," I had to admit. I liked how it felt to be naked with her. I especially liked how it felt to be wanted by her. She took in my private places with a thoroughness that suggested she'd thought about it a lot and was savoring each taste and experience. Her mouth explored me with a certain intent to find every line and texture. She rubber her cheek against the stubble. I could hear them talking in the background; and even though I desperately wanted to open my eyes, and tell them to stop --- I couldn’t; and when I managed to open them, what I saw was the most erotic, and disturbing thing I’ve ever seen. I still didn’t say anything; I sat there and watched my daughter and her boyfriend fool around. I saw her reach that point of full ecstasy, I saw him take her there, I saw him pleasuring her, god I wanted to be him, I wanted to touch her, to feel her, to make. A dozen guys, in various stages of recovery, were sprawled all over the room. My incredible wife had fucked every single one of those guys until they came once and a lot of them twice. If any of those guys had been willing and able, I know she would have jumped on their cocks for another round.She finally got the energy to get up. She kissed me, our house mate, hugged and said thanks to a couple of other guys. She walked out of the bedroom, cum from her twat dripping down her inner thighs. She.