Our eyes were locked. His hand briefly brushed between my legs and slid up to my chest. We started kissing. He was cupping my breast. "Oh George," I m...ttered glancing at my ring. Our tongues played with each other."Oh Margo. I wish. I only wish," he managed to say as his hand was again between my legs."Me, too. Sometimes being married really sucks." I had the bulge in his shorts in my hand. We were both breathing hard and I could feel the dampness in my panties and my insides tightening.We kept. I had no interest in any of those. I was drawn to AuntieEvie's famous collection of four, five, and six-inch stilettos. Open-toepumps, pointy Italian pumps, conservative rounded-toe pumps, strappysandals, espadrilles, backless slides, even some with platform soles toadd height to her five-foot, three-inch frame; over a hundred pair inevery color of the rainbow! All of them at my beck and call!I looked at one pair after another, pretending to decide which to choose.Of course I knew exactly which. He was pinching her breasts hard and felt hernipples getting more harder, erect and sharp ! He took the nipples on his mouthand the other between his thumb andstarted working on it.He was licking the nipples making small circlesaround it and screwing the other one !Amy could't stand it ... she was enjoyingthis so much and was now moving her hips towards his waist! Mike knew what shewanted and carried her along with him in his waist with her legs tightly wrappedaround it! He came down to. I was told to look up and there Sable was in front of me. She sported a small strap on dildo over her spandex leggings. I watched as if hypnotized as a condom was slid down it. Sable walked towards me and it was like instinct took over. I opened my mouth and took it slowly into me.My mouth went back and forth and I could hear Sable whispering words of encouragement. Finally Sable retreated and had me lie flat on the floor.I was told to lift my skirt and slip my panties off. I did so and she.