It all seemed innocent enough.One afternoon after a swim, he was taking me home when he asked if I had been up to the hills above the town to see the ...iews. I said no. He asked if I had time to go there with him now and I said that would be great. I genuinely thought nothing more of his request. Looking back I was very naive. After a short drive we were indeed looking across a lovely view of my new home town and we started to talk. The conversation got more and more personal and he started to. I walked up the stairs to our bedroom to find it empty. I walked down the hall and glanced into each of the two guest rooms and found no one. Going back downstairs, I checked the laundry room and the garage, but both were empty. Walking to the formal dining room and the family room, I found both empty, so I continued to the kitchen.The kitchen was empty. The last place to look was the yard.And that was when something happened. Yup today was the day. There in the back yard was my naked wife.On. Freddy tried to workon it a little, but the tip kept tickling his tonsils, which few peopleever get to find out, is surprisingly distracting.With little to do up front, Freddy started noticing the action in back abit more. It wasn't exactly easy to ignore, but concentrating on otherthings had helped to take his mind off the pounding his formerly virginass was taking. Darren was certainly giving it to him good, or baddepending on your perspective, but it was going more smoothly now. Hisass had. She lost her breath and had one too when our pussy touched. The guy never knew it as he was looking around elsewhere. We exchanged phone numbers and a quick kiss and she left. I had a big wet spot in my panties, and had to go quickly in the rest room and dry off. My fingers trembled as I pushed in her phone number. She answered. Her voice sent chills starting at the back of my neck, all the way down to my pussy. She had gotten married, and that guy was her husband. She was so shook, she never.