My wife began to moan louder, I felt ashamed, because the whole situation was starting to be humiliating. He looked away and I was thankful for it, be...ause I was no longer able to withstand his view. My wife had a painful expression on her face, but she had still her eyes closed and was biting her lips.He was her former superior and showed his dominance.She was his former subordinate and was submissive. Myself was the broadly-minded wife sharer and voyeur. Everyone performed the predetermined. "Yeah, Jon, I know. Don't you think I have thought about this from every angle and perspective, but what it has come down to is that Brian and I are okay with it. I mean we are really okay with our relationship as it is for the time being. We both know that it won't always be like this."I sighed, "Riley, you've got to tell me about this; how it started, how long, and where it headed. I am concerned and need to know that this isn't bad for either of you. You need to make me comfortable with. "Yes darling" I hissed, "I'm fucking you, just like I'm gonna do every day for the rest of our lives" Yes, oh yes" she moaned, "That's all I've ever wanted, now shut up and shag my fucking brains out"I did, her words had spurred me on, my thrusts became faster and deeper until suddenly I felt my climax approaching, my toes began to tingle, the feeling quickly shot up my legs and almost before I realized it I was coming, I tried to speak but could only grunt as my cream jetted out into her. The driveway was blocked by the two police vans and his route was cut-off by the silly cement urns that his parents had insisted be placed along the edges like some Greek entryway of pretentious design.They didn't have to say anything.He just cut the engine and waited for the handcuffs feeling some degree of relief that the whole mess had finally come to an end. He didn't feel particularly defeated. It was just a setback in his eyes. A setback that could be rectified at a later date depending.