I'm pretty sure that was the last thing he expected me to say."She was OK, not as pretty as you," he said finally. "But she was there, and you weren't..." That's your excuse?" I said, my Cajun temper coming to a rapid boil. "You think it's all right to cheat on me just because I don't feel up to goin' to some smoky bar and swilling beer until half past never? Whatever happened to us spendin' time together, just you and me? Goddamn it, Clint, I love you, and you ain't got no call to treat me this. She made a jerk when I touched her pussy the first time. I took off my hands as of a sudden. She just checked what it is and slowly started rubbing in her pussy. I lost my control on seeing that.I pulled her legs to make her come under water so that she won’t scream until I get her in my control. She was shocked and tried getting rid of my grip. But I got hold of her from the back and planted a kiss on her neck. I continued it for the next 5 seconds until she stopped restricting.Now I came out. "Kiss me", she said. I couldn't hear, so I asked what she had said. "Kiss me", she said again, but with a bit more confidence. Kiss her, I did. A long passionate kiss, the likes of which I hadn't seen in my marriage for years. From her reaction, it seemed she hadn't had that sort of kiss in some time, either. For the next several minutes we continued to make out until someone arrived, triggering our rapid separation. We giggled fondly, knowing what had just happened but hiding it from anyone. She demanded that he rub his cum in, with his cock. He carried on wanking his long shaft, emptying his seed all over my wifes right tit as I filmed. Rubbing it into her with his knob like some skin cream.I then asked my wife is she would masturbate for us, as we watched. We stood at the bottom of the bed, wanking on our cocks as she put her rabbit up her fanny and got her silver bullet on her clit.She came again for us.Two hours later, after much more fucking and sucking, he came again on her.