I came home and caught my boyfriend fucking our neighbor on our kitchen table. I grabbed a few things mostly underwear and headed out the door.I thoug... of going back home with my parents was dreadful. That left my brother. He lived downtown in a converted loft low rise. I'll head there.I got to his condo, rang the bell. Thank goodness he was home. Hi Johnny. Chrissy what brings you way over here? I caught Jeff fucking our neighbor on our kitchen table. WHAT? I caught Jeff fucking our neighbor. Within minutes there was a knock on the door and there stood Paul, Phil and John. They had been waiting in the pub just down the road. Our wives meanwhile were busy playing with each other again but when they saw 3 new hard cocks ready and waiting to fuck them they turned and started to stroke and suck them through the nylon of their pantyhose. Mark and I watched with pleasure as our wives began to service our friends. Our cocks began to stiffen at the sight. The guys were all hard and ready to. I found them in the master bedroom just standing there looking at each other. Her eyes snapped over to me as I entered."What have you done to my husband?" she asked."Nothing yet," I chuckled, "but it depends on you now."She didn't say anything just stared at each of us in turn; I took my time I just stared back. She wasn't a beautiful woman, nice and pretty enough, a little over weight but not bad. She was in her mid to late twenties, nice figure if a little thick around the waist, tits look. The manual labor had hardened the muscles in his arms and at just over six feet tall he seemed to tower over her 5 feet 2 inch frame. He was at least 10 years older than her with salt and pepper hair that hung to his shoulders. She caught herself thinking of what else might hang from his frame.Without even realizing what she had done, Lisa passed her turn off and was making her way to the body shop. She came up with a lame excuse about a minor ding on her fender and she quickly made her way to.