I had never suspected any sexual chemistry existed between my wife and Tom until we went over to his house after Christmas to enjoy a meal he’d prep...red as a thank you for looking after his property whilst he was away over the holiday period. We both enjoyed a drink without the need to worry about driving home. Both before and during the meal we all drank a few glasses of red wine, and I could see my wife as getting merrier after each sip. Afterwards, we all sat down in Tom’s lounge and that’s. .I said IF I was a good son...as you've told me before, I am NOT a good son. I also ran and got a camera and recorded enough footage thru the keyhole to go viral on the web and make your hubbies go postal on you." [Thank God they didn't grill me, as in 'well, where IS that camera?']You never saw more mortified, embarrassed and concerned women. They huddled on the bed. Mom: "Okay, you sneaky bastard. What do you want? I think we keep about $500 in dad's safe. Will that keep you quiet?"Me:. The boys were worse than the girls and they seldom took showers after dipping their happy cocks in a new girl's snatch.I gave those four boys a little speech on the power of cleanliness and led them to the shower to wash them all off with my greedy hot little hands that managed to learn all the secrets of their manly equipment and help them all to a speedy release. They all seemed onboard with the program and one of them was so enthusiastic that he took her into the bathroom and did her anally. ‘Explain what?’ I asked when she didn’t continue. ‘Whatever ‘it’ really was, I didn’t do it. Certainly not the cra . . . reasons I was given.’ ‘I know,’ she replied in a small voice. ‘Now. But not then.’ ‘If you’d talked to me, you would have. I tried to tell you, but you wouldn’t listen. Maybe you didn’t want to listen. Maybe you did, but couldn’t get past it. Maybe you wanted it to be my fault for some reason. Probably not, but it doesn’t matter, Kate. Either way, it got us to the same place..