"The point of this is that if we had known his true status we would have accepted him joyfully, that's how snobbish we were. It was always all about m...ney. If there is a saving grace for us in all this, it is that we came to the wedding still not knowing he owned this house and was really such a successful man."I have to thank Kevin's mother, Brigid, in all this. She came to see Marie, my wife. True to her son, she never gave the game away about his financial success, but she gave Marie a good. I don't think she realized that I could see. I quickly glanced around the room and concluded that, given everyone's position, I was likely the only one who had this awesome view. Needless to say, the secret view and the bright colors of this new undergarment hugging my wife's pussy turned me on.I continued to watch the race, peeking over at my wife every now and then. Her position had not changed and her patriotic panties were still there for me to see. During a commercial break, I trained my. Finally he heard noises behind him. Are you ready for me, slut? Her voice was commanding, even caustic. What are we… he started but was cut off, Its a yes or no question, slut! She snapped. Yes, he replied, hoping that she didnt hear the quaking of his voice. A small laugh from the darkness revealed that she probably had. There was another pause followed by a sharp sting as she smacked his ass with her bare palm. He bit his lip to prevent crying out. She laughed again and gently massaged the. It wasn't half bad, the guys got into itwhile the girls smiled to one another.They were so busy playing tea party that they never noticed the ladiesreturning home. The girls were all smiles while their husbands were in astate of shock. They tried to say something but the words weren't comingout.Their wives burst into laughter while the girls begged their mothers forforgiveness. Their mothers just grinned, told them playtime was over andit was time for dinner. The girls went off and removed.