A wanton slut for Gary, openly, enthusiastically and shameless with my husband watching.Over the ensuing week this feeling of shame persisted, especia...ly when my husband and I played in the bed. Rob was still the same loving and caring husband though, and I slowly began to think that perhaps, just perhaps, he wasn't put out by what I had done. Perhaps, just perhaps, he did still respect me ... why else would he be so loving, seemingly much more loving than prior to our fantastic weekend. Moments later she started moaning and twitching herself. I couldn’t see her because she was off the edge of the bed, but she had her hand down her pants, and came right in front of me. As she was cumming, she finally let me out of her mouth. I just stared at her as she was cumming. It was the most erotic thing I’d ever seen. When she was finally done, she just looked at me. We were both breathing hard. “That was awesome.” I told her. “Yeah.” was all she could manage. After a couple minutes she. As I had to work both Christmas Eve and Christmas Night I needed to let off steam and this was the place to do so. Being able to “sprechen deutsch” talk German fairly well certainly helped in chatting up the frauleins, But this time a pretty and well stacked fraulein who spoke good English, but was the worse for all the festive beer she,d imbibed chatted me up and was soon almost sitting in my lap stroking my erection through my slacks. She seemed to know at least half the males there and some. I suppose it was nice for him not to have to hold back as he usually did. I took his penis out of my mouth, ‘Is that good?’ I asked. ‘Oh yes, bloody marvellous. It’s great not having to worry about cumming too soon. Just go back and keep doing that, or anything else for that matter.’ So I concentrated on giving him pleasure with my mouth. It was different and more exciting really, knowing that it didn’t matter if he came, he could still go on. He didn’t use Viagra often in the future only now.