But Ichanged my mind and went home instead. After watching TV for a while I went to bed. About one inthe morning I heard voices. I got up and started ...o walkout of the bedroom. I saw a man helping my wife in thefront door, closely followed by two other guys. I assumedthey were three of Linda’s office co-workers.I backed into the dark bedroom and decided to watch andsee what was going to happen. My wife took off her coatand sat down on the couch near the far wall from thebedroom. The. Every time after this she would poke a finger down her panties, then bring it up to her face to sniff then lick off the wetness. She was a real gusher - when I washed clothes her fresh-worn panties were full of a gushy clear liquid, the older pairs were crusted. I never disturbed her, thinking it harmless fun, and she couldn't help her horniness, hell, I was horny too with my husband gone so much, and masturbated at least twice a day myself, sometimes while watching her do it." "I. .."Hey..."A quiet voice causes you to jump from your thoughts, making you spin around and face the source rather than ponder how the door had locked itself. The first thing you notice as you turn around are threads of crimson, the fine red lines set alight by the faint glow of the sun streaming in through the window. While most of the crimson waves disappear behind the shadows of the dimly lit classroom a few tufts are easily recognizable. The next feature you notice is the faint glow of. .."Oh Hi Aunt Sylvia whats happening? "Peter I hate to call you like this but I really need you!" "What's wrong ? You Okay?" I said fearing the worst. "No peter I'm fine but my ceiling fan broke in my bedroom and I can't sleep at night with out it could you be a dear and install a new one for me?" I laughed and said " Sure Aunt Syl I can come this weekend is that Okay?" "Oh that would be wonderful!" Aunt Sylvia gushed " Tell you what Peter I'll make for you my famous fried chicken and.