It is funny how we look at things each and every day but fail to actually look at it. Had she looked at the picture earlier more closely she would hav... noticed the note but to my luck she hadn’t so the game was not ruined. When she opened the note it lead her back down stairs to another gift under the tree that was hidden in the back. It was a big box that I knew would lead her to think this was it…but…no such luck. As she tore away the paper I could see she thought she finally hit her gift. I stood up, pushed the material of my dress to my waist, and bent over the bar stool. The men now had access to my anus and vagina in back and my mouth and tits in front. The stool was still sticky with my cum. Number nine plowed his penis into my frothy vagina and pumped me a few times to lubricate his shaft. He then gently entered my anus and slowly embedded his tool in my bowels. The tightness had us both moaning. I motioned for the next man to fuck my mouth. I also had the on-deck men. As you feel the soft silicone in your hands, the cock like shape of the vibrator you feel the need to have a cock inside you, you switch on the rabbit and slowly start to caress the outside of your wed pussy with the vibrating head of the vibrator and it slowly slips inside you. You take it slowly at first, just a centimetre at a time slides inside you until before you realise you have the whole vibrator inside you and the rabbit ears are tickling your sensitive clit, the shaft is deep inside. Her husbandhad died before he was thirty but Pat had been well provided for, and she alsohad a good job. So what was she offering to her husband that Jo couldn't provide?This afternoon Jo would try and find out. Twice in the last fortnight she hadfollowed Tom, her husband, supposedly going to play squash, to Pat's house.Two hours later he would return, making up some cock and bull story about howthe game had gone. She still loved him, she thought they had a great sex life, experimental butnot.