My heart beats harder.Alas the weekend comes and I must spend two days in desolate isolation.I am standing in the coffee shop and I can feel her prese...ce behind me as she waits in line. I am tongue tied and shy beyond measure. I say nothing. What can I do? I turn to speak to her but she’s too close and horror, the back of my hand lightly brushes her breast; just enough to feel the silky softness of her body. She backs away and laughs and says something but I don’t hear it properly. I am. He caresses my balls and I thought I was going to cum from the touch.My wife has her hand in his crotch while he is checking me out. The bulge in his pants was getting quite large. She is rubbing it and he is groaning. She says “we should let it out.” She tells me to get on my knees in front of him. He stands and I start rubbing the huge bulge, it is very long. I undo his belt and then his pants, and slowly take the zipper down. Then, I slowly pull his pants down; my wife has her arm around his. Fine. But first I want you to lick all the lube from my legs and crotch." she said "Ok" I say quietly. No point in arguing with her. I just want some more release. "On your knees" and she stands up, shirt and shoes on but no shorts, and I start licking all the lube and saliva and juices from her legs and pussy lips. She grabs my hair in her hands and guides me all over her inner thighs. Then she steps away and lays me down on the carpet, and sits on my chest and starts stroking me right there. The feel of his soft lips on hers, the warmth of his body, the smell of his aftershave, the sound of the leaves rustling in the breeze. And being so close to him now wasn’t helping at all. But it didn’t mean anything, she reminded herself for perhaps the hundredth time. It hadn’t meant anything the last time he’d kissed her, that night they’d been stranded at the farm. No, once again, he’d just acted on impulse, that was all. And she’d… She’d kissed him back. Why in the world had she done.