After an indeterminate time, I heard the front door. A strong, sweet voice, called out, “Richard? I’m home with carryout. Where are you?”“In t...e tub.”“OK, be there shortly. Let me put the food out of cat range.” A few minutes later, my stunning wife, Sirikit, joined me. She is American-born and raised, but of pure Thai ancestry. Thai people benefit greatly from our nutrition. She had a supermodel figure, six feet tall in bare feet. For office work, she would be in elegant but somewhat. The girls were topless and Sierra was unhooking my bra while leaning over to kiss Kara as she whispered, "I'm so horny."I just didn’t care who I fucked, just as long as I was fucking somebody…Anybody…And…Damn…Body. I found myself laying on the bed, Kara was completely naked now and Sierra pushed herself on top of me, winding her tongue with mine and our lips pressed so hard together. Kara mumbled, "Hey, a little love over here?" and we giggled, unwinding ourselves and leaning over Kara as we. The guy got the usual chance to massage my wife’s boobs and run a hand up her leg, but this time, she allowed her legs to part. Then Ned took advantage by sliding his hand down over her crotch. He met no resistance and began a slow rubbing of Ana’s mound.She did not just stay passive while he ran the palm of his hand between her thighs; but she began to respond by moving in time to him, opening and closing her legs and breathing heavily.For a second I thought she would have an orgasm…Ned was. Then it was the way her slender fingers rested on his shoulder and arm languidly, like she would attach herself to him any moment. Finally, she begged to use the bathroom, even though there were others available in the big house.He attempted to lead her to one of those but she was determined to enter his. She went inside without asking for permission and he hurried after her. She smiled at him, her eyes taking in the wide bed, the tall stacks of books, and the closed door which he told her was.