I took my time, silently stirring dinner so it would cook evenly. I had left my wife alone with Bill! How much did I trust him? I couldn’t bear the ...uspense. Even though only a couple of minutes had passed, I crept back to the den. Bill was slowly stroking his cock with one hand, and tickling my wife’s clit with the other, one thumb buried deep in her pussy. As I watched, he started to slowly slide his thumb in and out of my wife’s pussy, watching her tight pussy lips cling to his dark skin. . I hadn't even wiped up my cum and i was rock hard again. I wanted more though, more than just looking. I have a half decent body, well built fella, broad shoulders, but of tub here n there but ok for my age (41), great rugby thighs, been told i have a good arse and a good thick cock, not porn star stuff but a good 7"+ and a great girth, plus, i'm pretty good looking, no Bradd Pitt but still get enough eye, lol.I thought it's now or never, i've gotta do something. So, i quickly nipped in the. She couldn’t believe how turned on she was. If this continued, she was going to cum without him even touching her! How did he do this to her? It was time to get even. She ran her hands up her body losing herself in the sensation of her own softness. She knew actually getting off on it would turn him on far more than pretending ever could. The feeling of his eyes devouring every movement made every sensation even more intense. She tweaked her nipples, rolling them in her fingers and pinching. I asked him what the hell happen and he told me this story."When I got there both their cars where there in the motel parking lot. Sara's was in front and June's car in the back so I waited in the back and this way I figured Sara wouldn't see any of it. When June came to her car I got out and laid right into her about fucking Jack. I told her I followed her all around and she was a cheating whore."She yelled back, "lighten up, let me talk, for Christ sake it's the 1990"s not the eighteen.