“Give him a nice smile, Sue” I whispered into her ear, and as far as I am aware she did so. The bloke looked stunned. His face went bright red and...he sat down, right where he stood, about 15 feet away from us, as if in shock. He stared at Sue’s chest and his mouth fell open. As he stared I took both hands and began massaging Sue’s tits, rolling a finger around her nipples and cupping them. The man sat there transfixed. He took a big breath and began to get up. I didn’t want him to come closer. She kept me inside by clenching her sphincter around me and looked over her shoulder waiting like a well-trained retriever panting for her share of kisses and licks hoping I would stay hard enough to give her a second round of hot and heavy carnal relations. She got her wish and I started up almost immediately and rode her happy hips like a cowboy under the descending warm water from the shower head. This time we somehow managed to come together at the same time and we washed each other’s backs. Tim's salary and bonuses, plus my income, we had invested wisely, and we are financially set for life. But, Tim spending all this time away, for the last three years, was slowing affecting our married life. When he was home, if he wasn't too tired for sex, he wasn't in the mood. I knew to leave him alone when he was like this, otherwise we would be fighting like a cat and dog. I missed Tim and our sex time, he was an excellent lover. His junk was pretty damn good size also, seven solid inches,. It was hard to tell for sure from following themin the little mirror but the man was shorter than the last, and the womanhad blonde hair. In her 30's but still athletic, and bounced along,wearing nothing but a teddy. The man had striped tiger pyjama's on - theylooked like a proper couple. Something in the gait, the assuredness ofthe step. This was like looking in on someone's personal life.The lady got into bed, at the head, and sat on her knees, before unlacingthe top of her bra. No time.