She was wiping up my cum with her hands and licking her fingers that were covered with a combination of my cum and her juices dripping off them."Such ...weet nectar, my pet," she purred.Ryan was rock hard and eager to fuck his wife. I watched as he spread her legs and easily slid his cock into her moist and eager pussy. They moved together like dance partners performing a salsa routine; rhythmically pushing his cock in and out. She pulled him deeper and arched her back to take in the full length. I then stood up, pulled my dress at the waist, exposing my nipples to him and said, "I think there are a couple in there that you'll really like". I turned, pulling my dress back up above my nipples and caught a glimpse of my husband ducking down an aisle.I didn't know that he had followed me and saw the whole thing. He now knew how much I really enjoyed exposing myself and teasing other guys. I caught up to him and we both smiled embarrassingly at each other. He suggested we go home and pick. He never said “I love you” instead letting the act speak for itself. He worried his words would wake me and ruin my sleep so he kept quiet. It didn’t matter, I was awake anyway waiting for the kiss that made me feel warm inside.One of the other wonderful things about my husband is he kept himself in shape. Being a former Marine gave him a strong sense of discipline and it stayed with him his entire life. He took pride in telling me unlike other husbands in their upper fifties he could look down. She was aware of the strange rippling feeling beneath her fingers as her (Ron's) body performed the process.At lunch hour, Ron and Kim had a run-in with Bonnie. Kim (in Ron's body) could see how cruel Bonny was to poor Ron (in Kim's body) and although Kim tried to come to her own defense, Bonnie dismissed her as insignificant. Bonnie's dismissal of the person she saw as Ron made Kim feel terrible! She felt the rejection that Ron must undergo every day, the abuse! No wonder he was always trying.