"Damn, man, this is fucked up," Pat whispered. "Something like that," I whispered back. I guess by then, we become a little used to each others' touch... but we still didn't love it. I was coming close to cumming, but that was mostly due to watching the ladies. I began breathing heavily, and he could tell what was about to happen. He took his hand off my cock, and backed away a little bit. I came, but I didn't get him. Then he was unwillingly to let me finish the job, so he went to my wife. She. He thrust into her pussy balls deep. She was soaked. She squealed and then moaned as he began to pound her furiously. “Yes honey do it hard. I want it hard” she wailed as he did what she ordered. It had been so long since she had expressed any need and now she was begging, no, demanding it.He tried to delay his orgasm but her hot wet pussy and his own urgency got the better of him and he groaned as he unloaded. To his surprised she came also at the same time. He rolled onto his back both of. She poured me another scotch and then opened the door to her outdoor deck. The deck had high walls on both sides so we were able to enjoy a completely private view of the last few minutes of the sunset. The evening was warm and her hair smelled so good. “Would you be a dear and let me go freshen up for a few minutes?” And then she was gone. I wasn’t sure what to do next. The sky was full of red, orange, and purple and I really wanted to savor this moment. But I was also tempted to follow. "At least until she gets married and starts her own family."Bob just stared at her, dumbstruck.There was more, but that was the bread and butter of the conversation that led to them making the decision to wed each other, and the two families together.Assuming the children would agree.But that was a lot more information than either of them was willing to share with the kids. Not just yet, anyway. Maybe the time would come when some bit or piece of information needed to be divulged in the process.