'Come over!' it read, so slipping out of the house so my parents didn't see me, I climbed over the back fence like I had done several times now, and t...en made my way to the back door of Mrs Joneses house.As I reached the door, it opened and Mrs Jones stood there in just a white fluffy dressing gown, with her hair up in a bun and smiling at me eagerly."Come in!" she said and stepped into the house.After closing the door Mrs Jones took hold of my hand and led me into the rest of the house, we. That left me, the wife & one of the other boys. I felt a soft hand on my ass crack working it's way down. I had a feeling it was the wifes. We got to the beach and laid out some blanks. I could see yesterdays cum stains on them.Vanessa was already on her knees giving the husband a BJ. Kim was pushed to her back being eaten out by one boy & the other had his balls at her mouth. Kim had her tongue out. The wife did say I need some action, I didn't get fucked yesterday. Jeez Kate thought I don't. Karen’s eyes never left it as I began to rub it around her tits. I dragged it across her nipples, pausing on each one. Her nipples hardened and I ran the length along them, letting the rubber spike scrape them. I pushed my cock deeper into her arse and brought the vibrator down and let it rest against her clit. She began to pant quite loudly as the vibration started to take effect. “I didn’t give you permission to make a noise,” I said. Karen tensed her whole body. She knew she was going to be. I did not sleep that night, but lay on the couch seeing over and over again the mental image of the two of them in the bed, his lips on her nipple, hand searching her cunt. Beating in my head was the word, ‘Slut, slut, slut…’ And I wept for my lost love. In the morning, I restored the phone connection to contact the office to say I was unwell and wouldn’t be in that day, and failed to disconnect again. Almost at once, it rang, and thinking it might be the office returning my call, I answered..