We sat there for a short while, talking about the area, and other things in general. Finally, since he hadn't said anything to her she reached over an... rubbed the bulge in his pants. She looked at him with a "Mona Lisa" smile, and asked him if he would like to do "something" with her. He didn't catch on right away, so I told him that was her way of asking him if he would like to fuck her. He quickly said "YES!!!" I asked him if he was shy, because I wanted to watch him fuck her. He told me it. Their friend, my wife, just spent days at their home after discovering me in our bed with two gay neighbours. My cock in the ass of one guy and cum dripping down my chin from the other."Excuse me?" I said. Jane looked me in the eyes this time and repeated "Jim, may I watch you suck Paul's penis?". I looked questioningly at Paul and he nodded his head and croaked, "All we've been able to talk about the last few days is the site described to us of you with those two men". I laughed out loud,. I wanted to keep moving since I got started moving again. Moving actually kept the worst of the pain at bay.I cooked a miserable frozen meal for dinner. It made no difference what the frozen entree said. They all tasted the same. I knew that and still fixed them for dinner at least a couple of times a week.I spent the evening trying to stay away from the cookie jars. I’m afraid I wasn’t successful at all. I still fought the good fight against the pounds. The doctor said that my hip would be a. I climbed into bed. Our bedside lamps were on, so I reached over him, my tits brushing against his chest, and turned his off. I lay down and, reaching round his front, my nipples against his back, touched his cock and asked if there was anything else I could do for him. Maybe in the morning was the only thing he offered. So that was that, or was it. I had to have some relief, so I lay there, my hand down my pants, just gently touching my pussy. One of my husband’s favourite things is to watch.