WIth all her friendly approachability by hospital staff, my wife doesn't put off overt signals that she is interested in even innocent flirtation. But...there are just a couple of docs who can get passed that because of their own personal confidence and cockiness. More about that later on.My wife is well aware of my penchant for wanting to see her sexually interact with other men. I don't consider my self a cuck wannabe per se. Rather, I am highly aroused by the thought that other men find my. . that she would be so easily molded. She tried to relax as soft whimpers barely escaped her throat. She struggled to control her breathing, to slow the pounding of her heart.She was somewhat more relaxed when He eased the door open careful not to let it alert her to His presence. He could tell from the lack of tension in her muscles and her slowed breathing. He knew her eyes would be closed now behind the blindfold almost making it unnecessary. However, He would not remove it for the simple. I didn't know most of the people that she wished to invite. I had suffered through months of making contact with Amelia's friends and acquaintances, and had managed to make it with just a few awkward moments. This promised to inundate me with more of the same, as distant relatives and friends came for the wedding. But there was no getting around it, since to not invite them would be a terrible insult.Anne came down to Hartford a couple of times, from her new home in Boston, to help out when. I could feel her squirm a little as I kept making out and rubbing her. I started undressing her, and there was not much to undress.She was not wearing any underwear. I took her top off and started rolling my tongue around her nipples in a circle as I took off her pants. She was hairy but I did not mind. As I slipped her jeans off I started nibbling on her nipples. My mouth worked on her boobs as my fingers slipped into her pussy.She was wet and warm which made me harder in my pants. I sucked on.