Seeing the sexy MILF Olivia Wilde naked and referring to my stuff cock had gotten me the hardest I’ve ever been. ‘I’m so sorry Ms. Wilde, I…�...� I stumble over my words. ‘Don’t apologize…I consider myself a good and caring person Troy and it would be cruel of me to leave you like that now wouldn’t it?’ she continued. I nod. I instantly regret it, with Olivia being naked and the way she was talking, I had gotten caught up in the heat of the moment. Olivia seemed to be pleased with me agreeing with. The following morning went much like the other mornings. He got up and showered. She prepared breakfast, as always. She tried rubbing against him in the hopes that he would take her to the bedroom, but he continued to read the paper while sipping his coffee. He did kiss her long and deep as he was leaving for work, which made her smile. It gave rise to a little hope that he wouldn’t follow through with his threat from last night. But when he came home, her hopes were dashed as she saw the. I flushed with embarrassment as my wife, naked like everyone in the room, propped herself up on her elbows for a look.“Oh honey, this is better than I hoped. You really let go; didn’t you! I’ve always known you were different. It’s part of why I love you so much; and I’m so fucking happy you are doing this. Wow! You look great! You make me jealous! Come here, baby!” she invited me to the bed where she was flanked by John and Tom. “I saw you on the phone for a minute while you were doing these. If anyone sees you they're going to wonder why you need a gynaecologist."Thank you. Bye" and the 'phone went dead.General conversation had resumed, the family imagining it was just a routine business phone call. Only a raised bushy eyebrow from Andrew telegraphed 'you don't work on Sunday's. What's up?' She shook her head and he went back to marshalling the tribes. Benjamin was clinging to her leg trying to tell her a complicated story about swans and cows. Better teach him telepathy. Work.