As I opened the door I could hear the unmistakable sounds of sex being done to my wife. There was grunting from the guy, moaning from the wife and bod...es slapping together. Knowing that he was still here and she was still being used like a dirty whore by him got me going. I’d gone from a slightly tired but hopeful hubby to an eager perverted hubby that wanted to watch the action. I started up the stairs undoing my shirt. As I got to the stairs I got a bit of a shock. There was a guy coming out. ”“No, I bet it’s not. So how did matters develop?”“Several days passed. Larry told us they (meaning FCE and the Foreign Office people they knew) were making progress and then Jennifer was returned in the middle of the night once again.”“Ah ... and how was she?”“She was emotionally very frightened and I thought she had been tortured. Beaten. There were whip marks on her body.”“I am sorry, Dr Aimes, but didn’t you think that was odd?”“Well, at the time, Inspector, the media was full of very lurid. I need to find a way and so it came to me. The bright idea.“Mom, I am going to the kitchen for some snacks do you want something?”“No, thank you so much, honey”“Not even soda!”“Alright bring some soda for me. And stop disturbing me please, it’s my favorite scene.”It was the perfect moment. I had the plan and until now it was perfect. This was the final moment. I waited in the kitchen for some time and then opened the can and added in the alcohol.“Here,” I said handing her the can.“Thanks,. His tongue teased my nipple and lips engulfed the hardened nub. The harder he sucked, the more I wanted him in me. My hand dropped between my legs and began rubbing my pussy. He pushed me onto the couch besides him and dove down, planting his face between my legs. His breath hummed on my clit, sending me into a tizzy. His fingers rubbed the sensitive spot before separating my folds and his tongue took a taste, licking the whole length of my pussy. For someone so timid earlier, it surprised me.