And here I was, the cuckold all along, all naked and clean-shaved, cock ina cage, doing housework while an installer flirted with my wife, under myver... eyes, in my very own house!My cock was throbbing as best it could, aching and hurting and desperatelyeager to get out. My wife could see my predicament and would simplyratchet it up by egging on the installer. The installer lit a cigarette,inhaled deeply and passed it to my wife.After spending two hours in what would have taken an average German. Then, he removed his lungi and crawled over me and started kissing me everywhere, after lifting the nightie all the way up. His manhood was throbbing against my thighs. Then, he turned me over and started pressing my buttocks as well. I was in a different world by then. His sharp biting on my tender buttocks, made me awake. I said, “Uncle, what is this? What are u doing, please stop. I am getting married next year. I do not want anything now.”… He said ‘shh’ and started licking my buttocks and. There was very little she wouldn't do and I loved her lust. I never felt any real affection or love from her. Now that I think about it, I can't remember her ever saying she loved me. It was not a term used in our relationship. Looking back, there never was a relationship. We just went through the motions. I had been living in an ice castle and never realized it. My head was so far up my ass that I needed a good bitch slap to get it out.She never wanted slow passionate love making. She didn't. “I see your very happy.”Indeed I was. I was rock hard, and the head of my dick was well above the waist band of my shorts. I felt her hand find my head and concentrate on it. She rubbed the head of my dick for a minute or so, and then turned, grabbing my arm and pulling me to the side of the pool. Once there, she turned and kissed me, her tongue dancing in my mouth as I sat passively by. She reached for my dick once more and then grabbed the waistband of my swimming trunks and pulled them down..