I could feel my lover’s heartbeat pounding in my chest. Our eyes were wide, and our bodies frozen half in fear of being discovered, half in arousa... at the thrill. The front porch light temporarily blinded me, and I was glad that we’d had the foresight to recline the seat. I peeked over the bottom edge driver’s side window, and I whispered the unfolding drama in a low, excited voice. It was my son who opened the door, his tall, lanky shadow stretching across the front walk. The. As he got the plans out to show us the problem Donna suggested we go into the conservatory, as we did she looked at me and winked, I followed them in and Tom got his coffee.Tom got the plans out and Donna sat right next to him on the sofa, I was watching him as his eyes looked down the front of my wife's cleavage. As they looked at these plans Donna wasn't taking any real notice but pretended to, after a few minutes he placed the documents on the coffee table and picked up his drink, Donna. That was strange in itself, I suppose... surely, the men that pass by examine even the plainest of women? But no, Harry and I walked side by side chatting about the world and of people and no-one looked twice. I was invisible, and at that moment I don't believe I'd ever been happier in my life."This is unbelievable, you know," I said to Harry."Well, you'd better just start believing it, honey." But... how is this possible? How has this happened?"Harry looked at me, frowned, and said, "You don't. Once that initial cuteness went away the realization that in fact Cleo’s week-end had started made my sphincter shudder with anticipation and excitement. Of course Cleo’s ‘G’ spot had been ‘exercised’ while my drive home and Cleo was more than ready to receive Anthony’s penetration. My wife kissed me, pressing her body to mine so that I could feel Anthony ready for the attack. Her hands on my back, lowered and grabbed my ass to force me more closer to Anthony. And with that, and not allowing.