I slowly let the handle return to its normal position and let go, I looked down at my feet, taking in my complete nudity noting my nipples were sticki...g out and rigid, deep red in color, engorged with hot blood now coursing through my body, my clothes discarded on the bathroom floor, topped with my lacy brassiere and thongish panties, soaked with my perspirations build during the table conversations, the three men egged by my drunk husband, sizing me up as he spoke disparagingly of me and my. That night I told my wife that I had masturbatedat work to the thought of her fucking mark, she just looked at me with a puzzled look on her face thensaid do you mean it turns you on that much that I slept with mark, I said yes I cant explain why it just does, so would you please tell me about it again while we are making love, she said you know im not proudof myself for letting it happen, I told her I think that is part of the thrill for me is that its not like youto do something like this and. I'd begun stroking myself again, but she swatted my hand away, giving me one of her amazingly sexy stern expressions. I throbbed. I ached. Uncapping the bottle of oil, she poured it all over me, getting my arms and torso good and slick. She'd done the same to my cock, and despite her panties being black, I could see a dark spot where she'd gotten herself wet. She pulled her panties to the side, and moved up, rubbing her clit against the underside of my cock as her hips moved to and. "Peter this is my wife Nicole" pointing to a Dolly Parton clone – well her boobs were not as large as Dolly's but quite "substantial".Nicole almost ran over to me, not an easy feat with four inch heels and hugged me, then grabbing my hair pulled me down to her and planted a kiss right smack on my mouth."Aunt Nicole, that boy is MINE. Play nice." Every one busted out laughing."Say Peter, are the girls at the inn treating you right? I want to know if my employees treat the customers the way I.