“Connie… Connie and Stan.”“Oh Yea” I said. “I remember.”“anyway” my wife continued, “They meet at Connie’s house every Tuesday n...ght. You don’t mind, do you? Should only be a couple of hours.”“Sure” I said, very nonchalantly. I then began to wonder what was really going on and how I would find out.I gave it a lot of thought and figured that if my wife, of 15 years, wanted to test her lesbian urges, then I should just let her, right? The big night arrived, and my wife spent longer than usual in. I didn't move it. Instead, I put my hand on his thigh too.I had a knot in my stomach and a lump in my throat, but I knew that he wanted me, and I wanted him. Brad turned to me and kissed me when we stopped at his apartment. He asked me to come in with him and I did.The door hadn't even completely closed when we began to kiss each other seriously. His hands were all over me. I was on fire when he held my ass in his hands. When he touched my pussy I thought I would burst into flames.We undressed. When she was fully down I could feel her tight moltenhot pussy on the exposed part of my cock. Oh I so much wanted to feel herpussy against the whole of my cock. Shamefully I wanted to fuck her and Iwanted to cum! I knew that was not going to happen, and beside I am sopathetic I would probable cum in seconds! Madame raised herself againonce more and then slowly lowered. She was, however extremely turned onso leaning forward she placed her hands on my chest. This had the effectof moving her. Penelope smiled up at him as his glans pieced her sphincter. Elliotstopped and smiled down at her as he extracted his cock from her anus anddid it again, pushing just the head of cock inside her and then talkingit out."Don't be a tease." Penelope smiled up at him.Elliot fell on her and pushed himself inside her. Penelope just lay therewith her arms and legs open, not moving."Now don't you be a tease." Elliot crushed his lips against hers.Penelope put her hands on Elliot's shoulder and wrapped.