During that late night chat I experienced sexual arousal like I had never experienced…as he typed to me how hard his cock was and how he was strokin... himself I let my fingers wonder into my pussy and to stroke my clitoris….OMG…can a woman over 50 actually feel such sexual pleasures. That night I went to sleep dreaming of him and how much I wanted him to take me places I had never been before…my pussy was an open dam and I could not stop its flow…I went to the bathroom and placed a towel between. My beautiful little innocent wife spread naked on his phone. I couldn’t believe my eyes but here she is spread ass naked posing like a slut for my friend. My stomach started to sink as my mind starts to piece everything together. I should be mad but I’m not mad at all for some reason I’m rock hard seeing my wife naked like this. I never knew she had a wild side like this. I wasn’t sure what to do so I sent my self all the pics I thought were proof / evidence i needed to confront Lyn on her. The doorbell rang and Jack ushered Gretchen and Mack inside. He went into the laundry room to start the wash. Gretchen said, "May Mack drop me by here in the morning? He has an early surgery in the morning. I will run with you and pack clothes for Chastity."I smiled widely. "Wouldn't it be easier for you to just stay here tonight? Then he won't have to bring you around."Gretchen answered quickly. "No!" She blushed deeply. "Mom, that was mean." It was and I'm sorry, a little bit. The look on. One of my fishing buddies had a 26' fishing boat so I woke him up and asked if I could borrow it for a week.I drove to the marina and pulled out into the Columbia, figuring I'd mostly float down to Astoria and motor back up the river. I'd do a little fishing and try to figure out what had happened to my life.As I quietly floated down the river, maintaining just enough power to steer, I tried to make sense of it all. I watched the lights from the houses along the river as I went by... at first.