I felt like a captive up here in this God’s forsaken cold country without even a companion to speak with. Being honest, our marriage was already on ...he skids. I wanted out of this desolate life alone for months on end with only a man I didn’t love. Abe was a good man in some respects. He kept me well fed within a dilapidated summer cottage, but there never was the love I had planned. The idea of homesteading was my romance, but it wore thin within two months and I longed to leave. Question was,. Cheryl came up behind me and pressed against my back. Then I felt her hand massaging my crotch though my jeans.The kids could see what she was doing to me, and for that matter anyone else who happened by. I just stood there and enjoyed my wife's perverse nature, and I got painfully hard as she continued to massage me. It was a turn on to see the kids watching us, and I knew that our neighbors were probably watching too.The most wonderful and kinkiest thing Cheryl ever did though was at work.. I'll give you something much nicer than this."Adrian fumbled with his buckle but managed to get jeans and shorts to pool around his ankles while Gail gave him a long, firm kiss.“Just look at that,” she said, peering down at Adrian’s erection. “Oh my, is all that for me, baby?" She stroked a single finger up and down his impressive length.Adrian exhaled deeply and, before he could speak, Gail dropped to her knees, swiftly kissed the tip of his cock and hungrily slid it into her mouth. She sucked. As it was too crowded in the front, I suggested let us get down from the back gate. She turned and her breasts, just brushed against my hand that I was pulling down from the rod above . My fist closed, landed directly on her nipple. I could feel the softness, the heavenly feel of her boobs. I opened my fist and grabbed her breast quickly. This all happened in a moment. And then quickly apologized. She acknowledged it and said,” It is OK.”, giving a shy smile.The bus accelerated and then.