Being naughty, I asked Tony if he ever gets to plow his wife's arse?He laughed and said that was something that has never happened and would never hap...en. That is when I told him to hurry up and fuck me.I couldn't see it but from the movement of the bed I felt Tony getting in to position, classic doggy style. Then he grabbed my left hip and I'm assuming with his right hand, was guiding his monster sausage towards my rear opening.He positioned the head of his cock at my opening, he checked again. I heard a few of them tell my wife she took things too far and she needed to apologize to me immediately.Making into our bedroom, I initiated step two of my plan by noisily moving my clothes into the spare bedroom. During one of my trips, I caught my wife and a few of her friends standing at the bottom of the stairs wide eyed in disbelief. Internally I was smiling inside, but outside I looked like someone had just ran over my dog.I heard the front door open and close a few times as all the. .So she put her wine down and stood up, with a subtle expression on her face like "you asshole -- but you know I'll do it" and began rather awkwardly writhing to the music, and even more awkwardly slowly peeling off her clothes. I sat watching gleefully, anxiously, instructing her to keep going when she cast me an exasperated look before she began taking off her nice, big bra.She released her ample breasts from the bra, and I let out a breath and said "so beautiful…” I could tell she was. As she ran out of the kitchen she saw him lick his finger and wink at her. Finally the inn closed. One by one, the men staggered out the door. Soon she would take her lover back to the bedroom and make good on a long day of teasing. With the inn's door closed and locked, she hurried to gather the mugs and plates to pile in the sink. She hated having to wash them in the morning, but right now she had more urgent business. As she bent over a table to grab some mugs, she felt her dress being.