One microphone was hidden under the coffee table, another above the bed, and the third was planted in her purse. All the surveillance equipment was te...ted fine and I could view both rooms from my laptop. Before ten o’clock my cell phone rang. It was Anita, telling me she had made another plan for the night: She was waiting for me at the local disco.I drove to that place; I was sure I was going to find my horny wife with some male company. And I was not wrong this time…Instead of her naughty. “Well don’t just sit there!” I bucked her with my hips, “keep going, it’s my turn!”She started moving again, not so much the wild bouncing from before, but a more controlled steady up and down rhythm. Her pussy was still so tight that it actually felt like a blow job sometimes. I played with her tits a bit, sliding my hands all over her body, resting them on her ass and hips. It didn’t take me too much longer to cum, and when I did, I pulled her down on me, shoving my dick in as far as I could. We went for one last dip in the sea to cool down before drawing our belongings together.Maria put back on her flowery sun dress and slipped off her wet swimsuit from underneath. This left her totally naked underneath the dress and her large nipples were clearly visible through the material. She looked so sexy and inviting.When we arrived at the villa Ron set about making up a salad and lit a barbeque. Joe brought out a selection of cold wines and beers and poured us all drinks. Joe lingered. Your thigh is pressed against mine and I can feel every movement you make. My cheeks blush slightly so I take a sip of my beer, and have a cigarette to take my mind off the situation I’m in.I’m halfway through my cigarette when your hand lands on my thigh startling me, I start to cough having inhaled the smoke wrong. You move your hand to my back and start to rub small circles, your other hand takes the cigarette as I scowl at you. You wink at me as you move your hand back and carry on.