My uncertainty increased a few nights later when Tom asked about what Timmy had done when he was here. I answered he seemed to find things to do, thin...ing silently like ‘fuck your wife.’ Tom then surprised me by saying I bet he wanked thinking about me! I laughed and said, “no way, I’m just an old woman to him.”“Well’, said Tom, “I wouldn’t want to bet on that. I suspect he saw you as a real MILF!”To shut Tom up, I kissed him and started caressing his cock. He soon responded and I straddled. It glistenswith pre-come. He commences to rub his phallus all over my wife's titsas she again begins to struggle feebly."Now I'm going to remove that gag, but if you make one fucking peek,Frank over there is going to cut off your fag husband's cock, ok?"Frank pulls me too him and places his knife against my cock through thesheer fabric of my nylon panties, amazingly my cock actually begins totwinge and become semi-erect; I can't believe it! Joey pulls thepantyhose gag from around my wife's. I thought that they'd maybe sit there for a short spell, but the sweet smell of hash drifting over the partition wall told me otherwise. They were having a smoke and chatting quietly, I couldn't make out anything they said in amongst the sounds from the noisy bars and the street below, but every now and then I heard them giggling and laughing and then a short silence would follow, the sound of smacking lips just loud enough to be heard from my side of the wall.I heard them rise, the sc**** of. "What did you mean, you're the wrong sex for me?" Oh Kris, I don't mind, honestly, I've got loads of gay friends."I'd just taken a sip of coffee, but thankfully it missed her as I guffawed loudly and laughed heartily."Chrissy, you're beautiful, you really are. Ask yourself, have you ever seen me with a guy?" No but I've never seen you with a girl either." I'm not gay, Chrissy and there is a girl, but she's just not available." Who is it, do I know her?" You probably know her a lot better than.