I leaned over and looked towards the bedroom and noticed that the door was hanging open just a crack. I couldn’t help myself I got up from the couch...and went to the door. As a peered around the corner of the door I could see them in a 69 with my wife on bottom facing the door. She couldn’t see me however cause of Jessie’s thigh on the side of her head. As I watched the two eagerly licking away at each others pussy, I dropped my pants and began to jack-off at the beautiful sight. This lasted for. She says "yea no one showers here so our toys double as sweat rags", your dick starts to get harder from the sweat smell of her ass alone. She then brings you back up to her to you are eye to eye and she flicks your tiny dick. She says "ok waiting chair for you" then you say "what waiting chair" as you get taken over to a three foot strapon that was on a chair and she places the tip and then forcfully pushes you on it but you only went a foot. She gets frustrated and trys to twist you on more. “Here, why don’t you take these?” and I pulled my damp-crotched panties off and gave them to her. She smiled as she took them. They were just an ordinary pair, with stripes and funny little decorative buttons and a bow on the front. Abi’s knuckles were white as she gripped them, pressing them against her nose and inhaling the sharp scent of my piss.She leant into the bath again and pulled the plug out, letting the cooling pool of pee drain away. Little dribbles of it were still clinging to my. Nick walks a few feet behind me watching me. I look at the nick-knacks that are on the mantle and on the tables. I start to feel a little cold. I feel like his late wife is watching me inspect her home. I stop for a minute. "I can't stay here." I say to Nick. "Why not?" "Because this was your wife's house." "Kim, she never lived here. I left that home about six months ago. I couldn't stay there anymore. I bought this one and she has never been here." I take a deep breath and let it out slowly..