Where is Ammi? I remembered I had a spare key in my vehicle and took it. I silently opened the door and went in.I checked the bedroom, kitchen, hall w...thout calling out for ammi but no signs of her. Then I saw the door to the stairs open, which leads to the terrace. I remembered we had a single room there mainly used for washing clothes and relaxing sometimes.I went with slow footsteps and tiptoed my way towards that room. I heard someone moan. It was a male voice. My heart was pounding now. I. I was in left side and pressing her boobs and rubbing her belly. My wife got shocked and not able to understand anything. She was jus calling out my name again and again and asked whats happening!. The guy started kissing her and rubbing her pussy. We were keep doing it and within some minutes she started enjoying four hands and two lips.I removed my pant and made him to remove his also. I myself took out his dick from his panty and i took mine also out. Now I released my wifes hand one by one. I almost dropped my glass in shock.Looking at the reporter from the Boston Globe, I said, "I am humbled. I would have never believed a former special forces solider, who was kicked out of the Army for ignoring stupid orders, to be elected. Hell, I was living in Florida where I almost got my ass shot off, and running for my life here ... Ouch!"I looked at Ana and smiled as she shook her head."Sorry, love. Mister reporter. As I was saying I am humbled that the people of the great state of Idaho. When Thursday came Olivia was a no-show. She called telling Maria that a photo shoot came up that she was requested to do at the Fashion Center in San Francisco. It was good money and she had to do it. Maria and I spent the day getting some new toys for the Play Room. We wanted to broaden our sexual pleasure and Olivia had given us some ideas. Olivia liked to be tied to the bed. Her hands had to be held over her head restraining her ability to actively touch and feel her lovers. She liked to be.