What was the matter with me, I thought?"If you want me to stop, I will," I blurted out."It's okay, Belle, really. I didn't mean to get you…uh…wha...ever…I don't know…upset!" she shot back. "I like it. I mean, you're fine…everything's fine!" Okay then," I responded, "but if you feel any different, let me know."I went back to the task at hand, but when I used my free hand to stretch her skin this way and that, she groaned out loud, and grabbed my wrist in reaction. I pulled back and sat up. Cindy gave the matter no further thought. Her mind once again was on Violet. How she had looked, almost lifeless on that hospital bed. You could see her breathe, chest rising and falling, but that was it. She didn't think John Carter and Neil had really understood, and wished to hell she hadn't. Who was going to comfort her..."Cindy! Someone to see you!"What the hell was Freddy yelling about. Or, should they start calling him Fred now. No, it was too soon for that. With a sigh, Cindy put her. We met up with some party people that had a party barge and tied up our boat and started drinking. It was getting late and a couple of guys were asking about my wife. I told them I would love to see them fuck the hell out of her, that I had been trying to talk her into that for years. One guy was named Joe and the other was Jim, they said let them have a chance. They started flirting with my wife-her name is Barb. Barb is pretty drunk and we all ended up on the top deck. Joe was in a lounge. I asked her about her personal experiences in extramarital affairs. She replied saying that she is too caring of her son so doesn’t indulge much in all these as it may impact his son but she had her own share of pleasure with other men. I could sense that she was sexually frustrated as her husband is out mostly. Now I was beginning to get interested in her and wanted to bang her badly and also she was located pretty near to me. I came to know that she would be leaving in the coming weekend on.