After breakfast, Mr. Wilson headed off to work at the machine shop in town, while Mrs. Wilson went about doing her daily chores. I followed Janet and ...andy outside as they again headed towards the barn. We climbed up the ladder to the loft to a small room at the back of the barn. This is where Sandy spent a lot of time and had a large cot and a small table and chair. She even had a small black and white television and a boom box. This was like a one-room clubhouse that she would spend hours in.. One of the guys put a finger in her. He got between her legs. One of the guys was holding one back. I stood up to get a better view as he was rubbing it against her clit. Oh fuck me she was saying. It's fuck me sir he said. Fuck me sir she said. The guys had kinda backed off and were watching and he entered her. You feel amazing she said as he went deep inside her. She had her legs on his shoulders and he was slowly fucking her. He head went to her nips and he started sucking them. I wanted. Please let me talk to her." I'll see what I can do. Hold on, just a minute."I heard the phone being laid on a hard surface and then about five minutes later, Stanton, her father, picked up the phone. "Rob, I know this is hard for you, but let her settle down for right now, and I'll try to get her to call you tomorrow. She swears that Angela saw you and some blonde that she says was your secretary, Pamela, go into a room at the motel. Now, I don't know all the circumstances, but I can tell when. With that she disappears through the bedroom door. I hear the door shut and the lock click. My emotions begin to run wild. My heart begins to race. This is it! My sweet little wife is going to have sex with another man. I feel jealous, excited, aroused and rejected all at the same time. Now I return to reality. My head clears as the sound of silence sets in. I listen-nothing. About 30 seconds, which seemed like and hour, still nothing. Then I hear the sound of movement. Are they engaging in.