When we returned home I said goodbye but she with shyly said to sleep in her house it was a great excitement for me & I readily agreed for late night ...e were watching the tv in the hall it was a romantic movie hero was kissing the heroineShe said she is going to sleep in her house & asked me to come to the room to sleep with her as she is very much afraid of sleeping alone, I said aunt if there is no problem with her I can sleep with her in the same bed, she agreed with a great smile, she said. In other words, it was very difficult to not admit or accept that he was the better man; despite that he'd fucked my wife and had me suck him off to boot.Roy then accompanied me home, where we found my wife still in bed in the same position I'd left her about forty-five minutes earlier.My wife Rachael was in a sort of twilight sleep when we entered the bedroom, but she stirred awake after realizing we were present."Oh hi Roy. Don't tell me you're back for more?" She said without the least bit. I was super busy covering her absence, and therefore, I had no opportunity to move our flirting ahead. Marc was busy with his own work. Wednesday night he came home and gently shook me awake. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and smiled at him. ‘Sorry, babe, but I had to ask you something.’ ‘What?’ I mumbled sleepily, rubbing my eyes. Whenever he woke me up when he got home, usually meant he was horny, and was wondering if I was too. I asked what was up, and he asked, ‘Do you trust me?’. Lying in just a pair of heels and one of my ties around her neck. Gently flicking her nipple and biting her lip. Without saying a word she crawled over towards me and kissed me hard on my lips. Then she started to move down towards my neck and pulled down my jacket.'Not a word love' she said and she kissed my neck repeatedly and unbuttoned my shirt. She moved downwards leaving a trail of kisses all over my chest as her hands moved over my abs. She pulled my shirt out of my pants and threw it.