"Did I?" Yes. Come sit."They sat on a loveseat. Each couple had their own. A rolling table entered the space, pushed by a pretty teenage girl with sad...eyes. Martha followed along with another pretty teen looking proud and serious. The three brought plates of food--an eggplant mousaka—and poured a rich red wine tart with rennin. Once the FITZ had been served, and after Martha hugged and kissed Calvin sensuously on the lips, the servers immediately left.The five couples chatted throughout the. A few minutes later I get up to get a glass of water to drink, I walk into the living room and catch her on the couch with her legs spread shorts pulled to the side and her fingers in her pussy, she sees me and stops. I look away immediately, embarrassed at what I say, but very aroused. Embarrassed, I say, I'm sorry; please excuse me, I will leave you to yourself. She looks at me smiles and says, you can watch if you'd like, I been fantasizing about you this whole time, I begin blushing.. I learned her name was Jessica and her husband was Alex. It turned out that her husband was really into all sorts of sports. He golfed, bowled, went hunting, went fishing, and played softball. He was gone a LOT! I started timing it so I would get my mail when she would get hers. I always tried to make her laugh with stupid jokes or silly stories…and it usually worked. It would keep the conversation going.Jessica was a cheerleader in school and Alex was a pretty good running back. He was a 3. I backed off just a little, squeezed out again and pushed a little deeper this time. A couple more times, each a little deeper and all is good. No discomfort, just a little snug. A real cock always seem to slip in easier in my experience anyway. One last time and I feel that familiar "plop" as the head of his cock slips past my sphincter and nestles just inside of my ass. OMG!!! How I love that feeling. After I am being fucked for a little bit and am more loose,I don't feel that "plop".