I was alone, and invited my friends home. We had
drinks, dinner, and sat for watching TV. About midnight, I felt sleepy. I went
to bed asking them to lock the door when they left. I must have fallen asleep
immediately. The drinks we had worked on my bladder and woke me. I glanced at
the clock and it was 3:30. My wife has not returned yet. I guessed she would
come in the morning.Seeing my wife was home I decided to go into the drawing
room, guessing that she must have tired
or too sleepy to climb up the stairs and must have slept in the downstairs
room.
My wife is about four years younger than me. At
twenty six, she is like a model. She has
a beautiful body, a rather huge set of breasts, a slim waist and a wide base.As
I walked to the drawing room door in the pitch darkness, I thought I heard some
noise. The door was slightly open and a soft light from the street light was
seeping in. I was expecting my wife to be deeply in sleep in that room. But
what I saw shocked me. There on the bed were two people, fucking. My wife with
her legs up in the air. My friend was on her, fucking her. Their backs were toward me so they had no
chance of knowing I was standing there.Suddenly my friend grunted loudly and
started fucking my wife as fast as he could. My wife was squealing.
My friend had his orgasm. He lay atop my wife for
sometime.A few minutes later my wife came upstairs. She came into the bedroom
and went into the bathroom. I pretended I was asleep. I thought she would just
clean herself up but she took a shower.
She walked to the bed naked and slept instantly. I started thinking
about what had happened and what I was going to do about it. I went to sleep.I
am still confused with conflicting thoughts. I have determined not to remind
her about the last night.
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