I figured I would talk with her first thing in the morning. I drank about six beers before passing out on the couch.When I woke up the kids were eatin... breakfast. "Mom threw you out of the bedroom again, Dad? asked Bart."No, I just fell asleep here. Mom got up yet?" She's up and gone, Dad. She said to tell you she would probably call you tonight if you're home on time."Shit, I did it; I sent my wife off mad and now she'll probably be mad for a week. Oh, well, not much I could do about it now.. I close my eyes then feel the warmth of his breath on my neck,“Open your eyes and pay attention.”Quickly opening my eyes his fingers move faster, almost as if with a yearning of their own. My pleasure is building, I lean forward onto the table and hold his arm. I look at the bridesmaid, but I realize I’m not hearing what she’s saying. My body tensing and his fingers move faster. Just as my eyes begin to close and I feel myself about to release, his fingers are gone and he’s standing. The mic in. I opened up the door to see about 15 young guys hovering around what looked like a poker table. My heart raced as I made my way to see what was going on. As I got closer to the poker table I couldn’t believe what I had saw. It was the good looking gentleman ripping the clothes off my beautiful wife. My wife stood there as piece by piece, her clothing dropped down onto the floor. He felt up her tits and ass with his hands. He pushed her down in front of himself as he opened up his pants. He. 'She stood still like a statue with her hands on her hips for over two minutes, and I certainly gave in to the temptation to pleasure myself to her then. My hand went much faster than it did when she was still in the shower.I placed her bra on my dick and began stroking it. 'I feel somewhat bad for masturbating while she is dealing with something, but crap, I can't resist. She is intoxicating even when she is upset. Wow, I don't know what her former boyfriend did exactly, but damn, he messed up.