I never even considered myself bi in any way. Last night when I got home though I realised that I had enjoyed it, and hoped to experiment a bit more w...th your hubby." Well you have my consent, just as long as I am not forgotten goods left on the shelf!"We both looked at each other, before I embraced her and hugged her. I didn't want to prolong the embrace for too long. I was afraid other staff may catch us, and my cock was stiffening rapidly. So we broke off the hug and smiled. I explained. She sucked his nipples and his arm, she kicked her legs up over his hips and then down against his ass where her heels dug in and she rode him like a bull.She'd found her steady bull, of that I was fully confident and as I watched him abuse and rut inside my wife's unprotected womb I knew that she'd love this bull again and again.Suddenly he withdrew and threw himself sideways while pulling her, she grasped his intention and climbed on top of him, then she grasped him with her pussy again. . “What time do you call this?” my mother asked. “It’s nearly ten o’clock.” “It’s Saturday morning,” I complained. My mother was the kind of woman who paid no attention to complaints. “So tell me,” she said, rather like an excited child as she perched herself at the end of the bed, “How did your meeting with Veronica go last night?” I motioned with my eyes to the black file on my bedside table. “She wants me to start on Monday morning.” “She’s offered you a job for the summer?” my mother. We wondered how much of that was because it was our first fuck and how much was because we really were that good for each other. We really didn't care, but it was an amusing speculation.The next morning, our breakfasts were delivered. Shortly after that, Mary's overseer showed up and demanded that she allow him to fuck her. He knew about the spare bedroom, and he demanded that I wait in there while he fucked Mary in our bed.That was when I went berserk. He didn't stand a chance when I grabbed.