I was just behind them but was probablyblocked by the next counter which was already closed.My heart was beating fast and my mind was wonderingwhat to...do. The tequila and beer in my blood wanted meto watch what depravity they were going to perform onmy drunken wife…and my head wanted me to interveneand stop them. I would have stopped them but I felt Gary’s hand on myshoulder and heard his lustful whisper in my ears,“Fuck man, you lucky sod, your wife’s hot… how I. I put way too much lotion on my hand, got way too much lotion on her bare breasts, and spent an incredible amount of time rubbing it in. I massaged Rose’s wonderful breasts for an eternity, using both hands to cup one breast, and using my fingers to pull up on her hardened nipples. It was my first feel of boob and I liked it. Rose must have liked it too because she smiled all the while, moaned out her pleasure, and breathed deeply causing those babies to stand up even prouder than they normally. I swallowed the wine without tasting it. At that moment I could have had a glass of water in my hand, I wouldn’t have known the difference. I finally found my tongue and said that she looked radiant and I probably smelled like fish. She suggested that I could take a shower and borrow some of her brother’s clothes, they would probably fit. Since her brother wasn’t expected this weekend I readily agreed, and she told me to use the shower in the master bedroom and she would have some. This had happened a couple of times before during our marriage. In the past it had only lasted a couple of months at a time; but this time it was a lot longer. Actually since just before Georgie had started going out on Roger's boat with the kids."How often does Roger go out on the boat then, Betty?" Oh, two or three times a week. I'm glad Georgie likes the boat though. One day a week is enough for me. They just go down and tinker about with it. Georgie's a dab hand with the boat now." I bloody.