I still had no idea what was going on. We visited a couple of bars which were very quiet. I got the impression that Jane was looking for something or ...omeone. Each time she had a glass of wine and as instructed I was drinking Coke.The third bar was a bit busier, more of a student type of place with plenty of youngsters having a good time. We were sat at the bar, my wife still drinking wine and me trying to engage her in conversation. Then three lads came up next to us and ordered some drinks.. That also gave me time to see the video from Friday night, which involved Wendy with all three of the men.It was amazing watching Wendy take on those three men, sometimes fucking and sucking at the same time, while she was either stroking the third man or having her breasts sucked by him. Seeing her so busy with them, was giving me ideas on how I could participate, by taking care of the one who wasn’t enjoying her mouth or pussy.The week passed quickly, and unfortunately, Wendy was still being. Her hair and makeup were impeccable.We admired each other and cooed over our selections for our eveningtogether. As I had sensed, our urgency to get our mouths on each other'swas more controlled. We hugged, rather tightly, and proceeded to beginour evening as two women would: chatting, sipping wine and talkingfashion. Felicia told me she had some new things arriving soon and urgedme to come in to try them on. Ha! As if I would need urging. I assuredher I would be there."My flowers are so. It turns out his appetite was no match for his wife and the years of rejection took their toll on his self-esteem. I can relate well to this and say so. Somehow we start to share some of the more interesting sexual experiences we have had and laugh together. He seems to have an appetite for sex which matches mine and an interest in kinkier pursuits. I realise I am so turned on now and peek over to his lap. I feel my pussy getting moist and the monster in my belly is roused. When I look.