She had no recollections of seeing him other than that first time he’d approached her at a bar one night with her girlfriends and struck up a friend...y conversation. He had seemed like a gentleman, even slightly shy. He told her he’d seen her at the nightclub where she performed and that she sang beautifully. He’d even said that she reminded him of his mother’s lovely voice. Well that should’ve been a clue right there! Hell…you probably have an Oedipal complex! Mommy devoted herself to you so. It may have been that the pain in her knees distracted her enough that she didn't just shut down. It might have been kinder if she had lost consciousness just then, because her brain, though stressed in a hundred different ways, was still capable of putting all the bits and pieces of information together that told her what she had done ... and what had resulted from it."Nooooooooooo," she groaned. Her knees hurt, and her thigh muscles relaxed to let her fall. Her body accommodated automatically. He was shifting his hips dry fucking her back. I moved so i could see and my wife looked at me rolling her hips on spreading her legs. She then slightly stood up and pushed herself back. The tip of his cock slid right in and she bit her lip looking at me. She made she i saw. And as he entered her she rolled her hips taking his cock slowly deeper and deeper. “Wait are you fucking her” “Fuck yeah pump her sir” the yells changed and my CO had enough he lifted my wife like nothing and bent her over. Somehow, I managed to say hello, and we shook hands.As we walked towards the exit of the station, we talked about random stuff, and we were getting along well by time, but the topic of sex was still unspoken, and I was afraid to begin with it. I told her that lets get a hotel room for her, and she replied that being alone in a hotel room would be boring, and she’d fell afraid too, so I took the hint, and told her she can stay at my place, since I was living alone, and there was ample space for.