"Jen sat nervously on the edge of the bed, looking uncertain.Mike kissed his wife. "Honey, come on, we've talked about this. We both want it. It's sex... not love. It won't affect our marriage, I promise."Somewhat reluctantly, Jen stood up. "Are you sure?"Mike kissed her again. He was beaming, and sounded upbeat. "I'm sure. You're going to love this. We both will."Jen went downstairs to the lobby bar. It had the reputation of a major meat market, and Mike knew his sexy wife would have no trouble. So on the way home we made a plan not to tell anyone we was off. She called and rented a hotel room for Friday in a neighboring town. We would leave in the morning just like going to work. Friday morning I picked her up she had on a short skirt. That was unbelievably hott with a blouse that barely covered her milk swollen breast. Soon as we made it to the next town she said she needed to stop by Walmart to pick up a few things. We ran in and she headed to the family planning section . I was. Seeing Jenn’s slightly sagging tits and bald pussy was making my cock harden. Add that to Fred’s impressive cock and it was no wonder I was getting a hardon.Fred remarked, “It looks like you are getting aroused and seeing your cock growing is causing me to have a boner.”“How could I help getting aroused seeing the both of you nude. Damn I want you both,” I responded.With that Jenn went down on Fred and began sucking his cock. I immediately began masturbating. It did not take Fred long for Fred. It had been her fingers that had touched off her explosion, not a man's prick. Feeling empty, frustrated, Barbara drifted off to troubled sleep, wondering if and when she would ever let Brad touch her again.It was the evening of the third day when the hot tightness of her cunt was driving her mad. Barbara sat at the desk, tapping one end of the pencil lightly against the padded desktop. Christina had gone in the kitchen to brew more coffee. Above her the large clock ticked maddeningly, making.