I would look at her and our eyes would meet now and then.It got to the point she would just stare and watch me till I would cum. It was such a high wh...n she watched and to watch me cum was a even bigger charge.No words ever spoken. Never discussed. About a week after she first caught me I came home from work and as I walked by her bedroom she was on her bed completely naked masturbating with a vibrator. I stood in the hall and watched. Her eyes looked up at me for a few seconds as she. Take me to your place.’ I countered. I hadn’t expected drinks to turn into dinner, and dinner to turn into more drinks. It was as much the conversation about time and space, intertwined with the discussion about the illusion of reality, and my suspicion that there was hidden depth beneath his quiet exterior, as it was the strong deliberate kiss that was swaying me to relent. ‘Mine is worse than yours.’ He replied, after turning up the heat on his kiss. ‘No one has been in my apartment since I. Evan?s and Matt?s eyes met briefly and just as quickly separated. Matt untied Evan?s bonds behind his back, secured his wrists together on his front side, raised them high up the post and nailed the rope into place. Matt tested the strength of the nailed rope and it wasn?t going anywhere. Evan?s body was stretched out vertically, requiring him to stand on his toes. Matt affixed more rope around the post and Evan?s knees, ankles, waist and neck. Matt whispered into Evan?s ears to struggle. I stood at the doorframe and overlooked the scene.Sadly they went straight under the bedcover and blocked my view, but I saw him lying above her body and his butt was slowly starting to move up and down.So I guessed that the young man was already penetrating my wife in missionary position.After a few minutes they threw the bedcover out of the bed, because they started to sweat and wanted to cool down a bit.Then I told my wife to mount him in reverse cowgirl. She asked me: "must I do it"?I said.