”I walked over to Sergeant Auvray with the information and got a definite look from her, one that told me that the Frenchwoman had her eyes on my co...k and wanted to make a play for it when she got half a chance. Hey, I didn’t object to that, not as long as I didn’t neglect my others nor she her new bed-warmer. The frank lust from the sergeant was a bit more flattering, since I had no means of helping her other than with my dick. If she wasn’t after me strictly for sex, what else could it. No matter Summer was over and most of the guests had gone home, the stables were the same. Horses needed to be fed, stalls needed mucked out, hooves needed cleaning, shoes needed tending, and general chores didn't stop.I walked in and noses immediately popped over stall doors to say hello, I patted a few as I walked down the main aisle."Morning Nick." Hello Kat. How's it going?" Nick was pushing a wheel borrow full of manure by."Just fine, Billy in the office?" Nope. Out back."I did and about. I don’t think my wife was prepared for this, because when I turned to look at her her mouth was opened wide in disbelief. But she recovered quickly and asked Tom to step closer. He kicked off his shoes and walked over to her. If he was still unsure about this whole setup, he didn’t show it now. “Take off your clothes,” my wife said. Tom looked at me. I nodded, and he started undressing. When he was standing there in his underwear, his growing erection was obvious. A little moist spot. As hot as sheis, as flirty as she can be, she is as straight as they came, no kinky desiresat all. It drives me round the bend at times, wanting to see her used, hersubmitting for my pleasure, as I sit back with a beer and enjoy the scene.When we're both drunk I often ask her, talk about my desires to see her hurting,suffering for me. She always laughs, pretending I am joking, but then we playa little light bondage as I fuck her on the bed, her wrists tied above herhead, pumping and pawing at.