I could tell that he was excited by what was happening. My humiliation was turning him on in a big way. He was not only enjoying the thrill of fucking...another man's wife, but also the sense of power in having the cuckolded husband kneeling in front of him, ready to suck his cock on command. Tom intended to make sure that I knew my place in our sexual triangle. I was a slave and nothing more. My only purpose was to lick up his cum after my wife had been well fucked and to suck his cock whenever. They were light brown with a tan heel and border along the top. I had other socks that were two tone, one had three colors, but not this combination. They were not ones I would buy for myself.I suddenly recalled that a week ago I had come home a little earlier than normal. My wife was acting nervous. At the time I thought it was because she had been shopping and she might be afraid that I thought she had overspent. Now I doubted that explanation.It suddenly came to me! She had done it again. I. We had a short chat in the middle of the night. I hope you like my suggestions."Oh. And I Love You! Come get a kiss." We kissed so long and deep that Benjamin thought it should include him, and squeezed in against Colleen's side. She laughed, pushed him away, and then gave his nose a pretty little kiss, anyway.We visited in the family room after Colleen retrieved her breakfast and brought it in to be with me while she ate. "Daddy and Mother are so happy you are home. I could see the relief in. I was shell shocked by this coincidence. My heart started to beat so fast seeing her.Seeing me again, she smiled at me and our eyes met for a few seconds in the dim light. I said, “Again and again, we are meeting here and it’s so funny.” She too laughed off, nobody was around. She slowly stepped into the bathroom while I was standing outside.My feet were not moving. I was standing outside the door of the toilet while she was inside it. My heart was beating so fast and I was stuck there for some.