I was sitting in my room at about 11:30 pm reading on Literotica a cheating wives story from a guy named Daniel Q Steele 1 and the house was quiet. I ...hought I heard a cry of distress, but I wasn't too sure. I just ignored it and read on. This chick from France was fucking the socks off this assistant district attorney and I was hard as a rock, gently stroking my dick and scratching the head through my Jockeys.Another muffled cry came floating into my room. "Did I hear that? What the fuck?"I. Dan and Dave got to work right away and had the post holed dug and set before nightfall and they would start again first thing in the morning. I made steaks for the guys with all the trimming and plenty of beer. After dinner I called Janet and asked her to come over and wear something sexy , she said I'm way ahead of you girl . Janet arrived a few minutes later and wiggled her ass just for them as she shook the hands and rubbed up against them I almost felt sorry for them . They had no idea. She had not had sex for 4 months and I could feel the expected tightness of her vagina and said, oh darling your choot has become so tight. Her reply came quickly: “it is because it has not been used for months.I pushed my hard cock into the already wet and moist pussy of my wife and started fucking her while I knew the guy maybe watching in the rearview mirror like a movie in silence. I enjoyed the thought of being watched while I fucked my wife. I concentrated on putting my cock inside her. ” A few seconds later we were parked behind her building and racing inside like the world was ending. Four stories flew by and we were suddenly at her door, kissing each other so fiercely it was nearly animalistic. She couldn’t manage to unlock her door, slamming me against the solid wood in the process. Suddenly the door swung inwards and sent us tumbling inside in a heap at Cynthia’s feet. “Right,” she sighed unhappily. She retreated back into the room as Kara and I collected ourselves,.