I noticed something was amiss because she stopped thrashing around on the bed and I realized she had passed out from her orgasm. I was not about to go...away without fucking her, like I use to dream about when I was a freshmen. But at the same time, I had to get back to work and cash out for the night, I turned off the vibrator, then pulled her thigh high stockings off and used them to tie her to the bed. I looked thru her overnight bag and found a pair of black laced panties to match her garter. Her body relaxed completely as she pulled her hand out of her panties and licked her fingers. She looked up towards the window. He froze. He could hear his heart pounding in his chest. Did she see him? No. She turned her head towards the television, and continued watching her late night dating shows.He stood outside of the window for a few more moments, frozen, just to be safe. "Damn that was close", he thought, "if I'm gonna do this, I better do it now." He reached down to pick up the small. "I could feel the sweat building on my brow as my wife's pussy clutched at my cock. For sure, she was going to climax any second. But what Lisa just said had sparked something wicked inside me.Lisa had ignited a hidden fantasy I had kept to myself: I couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to see my wife actually coming from another woman instead of only in my dreams.But I also wasn't sure how my wife would respond to having another woman touch her sexually."Oh, honey! Keep going! Yes!. And they had a good reason. She kept bending over provocatively while moving her towel and she was the only woman on the nude beach. After she moved over she was sitting alone with her legs open and everyone was so quiet as they sat around looking at her. One voyeur that did show up and was a little brave started dusting the sand off her butt. Another walks up really close and she giggles because she knows things are about to get interesting! Heather made sure to keep drawing attention to.