"Talking of comfortable.." I ventured "How do you want me?" "Umm..." he hesitated "from behind?" "Sure, on the bed or the floor?" I clarified "The bed...might make a noise" he said "I might make a noise" I giggled "Are you a screamer?" "Well ....I certainly might be with that thing up there" I laughed He took my hand and gently helped me up onto the bed, where I assumedthe position. Legs nice and wide, bum in the air. I could see in the mirror that the underwear really enhanced the wholething.. My wife told my friend to be free and that he should not bother about me – all this was being done with our mutual concsnt. Both of them slowly undressed, while I undressed on my own. They started ebracing each other, kssing passiontely. My friend remarked that he never imagined that a woman could look so stunning in mid forties. Slowly they lay down and my friend mounted her. That moment, I cam to the drawing room and asked my wife “What about my treat?”. She said, “look, one part of my body. She had obviously been fucked repeatedlybecause she told me that he came more times in a weekend than I did in amonth! I was told that his cum tasted much better than men she had suckedpreviously and that she would continue to suck his cock every time she got achance to. She loves to be a slut at times with other men. I don?t rank as aman in her eyes and I can?t have such sexual privileges like fellatio. Margohas given me only 2 blow jobs the whole time we have been married. Shedeliberately. My mind turned horny and my body was shaking. I wanted to touch that milky white cleavage but was scared of dangerous consequences. I gathered some courage and slowly went very near to Radhika were out faces were just 8-10 cms away.I pretended to be in deep sleep and slowly moved my hand over shoulder. Looking at no sign of Radhika slowing rolled my fingers near her cleavage. I started moving my hands on her blouse and was enjoying but still my hands were shaking of fear of getting caught red.