"It wasn't long before we had a stream of customers coming in, some just to gawk and wish us well, some to buy petrol and others looking for a feed. W... were on our way.We shut shop at nine o'clock, by that time we were just about worn out. Experience would take a lot of the stress out of our day but for now we were plumb buggered. We had done a roaring trade which had done wonder's for our egos, it justified our gamble.Our first week was hectic to say the least, as we progressed things became. Looking at her face, I saw that she was really worried. For the first time it occurred to me that maybe Dad was going to tell us that something was terribly wrong with Mum. I flashed back to the days and weeks and months when Nana was sick with cancer and I started to panic.“Dan? Is Mum sick? Has she got cancer too?” I asked.You might think right now that I’d start crying again, but that didn’t happen. Maybe I was cried out. What did happen was I felt this cold rush of fear sweep through me,. As they looked up to the chilly clear sky, Sue spontaneously moved in close beside him and put her arm around his waist, holding herself close to him. At first, Paul did not obviously respond, or was trying hard not to.Soon, Sue said softly, “It’s too cold out here without someone to be close to, even if it’s just for tonight. I just want to… hold you … because you seem to be a really nice guy.” Paul’s resistance was melting fast. Sue’s scent was intoxicating. Paul silently put his arm around. Then the man who was getting the blowjob looked right at me. He gave a quick bark of surprise and said something to his friend, who also turned and looked me right in the face. I was busted. Far from freaking out, the guy who was fucking my wife casually stood up and padded over to me. He tapped me on the shoulder and said "You come in now," in heavily accented English. My wife recovered from her exertions, looked at me, and smiled. "Well, look who's here!" she beamed, rolling over on her back.