Her moans started getting louder and louder. I separated her lips with my finger and really started tongue fucking her. In-between moans she said"I ...eed to hear you answer my question....Do you want your wife to be naughty this weekend"I lifted me head "Yes I want you to be naughty this weekend"She pushed my head into her pussy again, and squeezed my head tightly with her thighs."Do you want to watch?'"Yes please" What exactly to you want to see?" I want to watch you with another man" Watch. .." Kathy blushed faintly as she tried to make up her mind about the wisdom of accepting a drink with Henry's boss."Oh, come on, we can talk more easily if we're relaxed," Max encouraged, a sudden flash of inspiration triggering his scheming mind on to fresh designs."Umm, well, yes, I guess I'd like a small one," she heard herself say, even though she had never imagined that she would become friendly so quickly with her husband's employer. Though it was already well into the afternoon and Henry. " She gasped and covered my hand with hers. She put her glass down and scrambled into my lap. "I'm a pretty good vintage too!" She kissed me and said, "What's happening here? I'm not usually this forward!" "Do you like me?" I asked. "Yes" in a whisper. "Then what's the problem? I'm not going to do anything that you don't want me to."I cupped her neck in my hand and bent down to kiss her. She moaned into my mouth and thrust her tongue at me, searching and probing. I looked up to see Tasha. It very soon developed into a classic ‘keep up with the Jones” competition. And guess what? My father, who had been one of the loudest to shout about Rocky and his friends being there, had Rocky make the largest gates in the road for our house. Not that dad ever bothered to close the things. Every-time I passed the building I would stop to watch Rocky at work through the ever-open Smithy door. Often I would go there without the dog just to watch him work. I was truly fascinated by not only.