James was nice enough to fetch me a pair of his sister’s boy shorts that she had left there, and I went into the bathroom and changed out of my jean..., and took off my thong. While I was in there, I let my shoulder length hair down, brushed it out, and took off my glasses and put them into my purse. I looked in the mirror, smiled, and turned to go. These two cute guys had no idea what I had in mind for them, I thought.I took my place again on the love seat, but Derrick and James had. And a couple of us had become domesticated, working as staff engineers for a single employer. That was me as I am right now – a little field work, mainly to hold hands and to teach people, and a lot of office work, writing procedures and policies and putting together project packages where the best you could do was spec out good stuff and hope it lived up to expectations.And they were doing it different. Yes, it was an engineering house, but they avoided a lot of the drudgery by keeping things. Strip poker was suggested and you could tell Karen was turned on by the attention even though she kept refusing.I have to admit to the reader that I wasn't all that disappointed that Eric and his buddy had shown up. I've always had this fantasy of seeing my lovely wife being fucked by another man. I realize that it was just a fantasy that Karen and I shared when making love sometimes, something that turned up the heat when we fantasized, but the unexpected way they found us and the way they. Ayana knew that he was cumming, and she pressed down hard on my face and had her ownorgasm, filling my mouth with her fluids. Bastian just held me in place, with my hips elevated on histhighs, and I knew that he must be trying to make sure that his sperm had the best chance toimpregnate me. After about ten minutes, he pulled back and laid his spent, deflating cock on my belly. Then he said, “Ed, come over here and clean my cock. You are now a cock sucking cuckold afterhaving watched me fuck.