Chris leaned back against the shower wall as he watched Carmel work on his cock, closing his eyes he let the hot water run over his body, he could fee...l his cock get life into it firming up, Carmel stood up bending over Chris, slipped 2 fingers into her wanting hole, rubbing softly he grabbed his cock with the other hand, working it into a pole, his balls where empty but he was getting really turned on by this hungry pussy that was taking 2 fingers and room for more. Slipping another 2 fingers. He carried her to her bedroom. Mindful of her gentle jocular rebuke about wanting to be awake next time he saw her breasts, he didn't take the cardigan off of her; only the necklace. He tucked her in and kissed her, but she was too far gone to respond.He placed a giant glass of water on her bedside table and got ready for bed himself. Despite the unusual quantity of alcohol sleep eluded him for quite some time. He realised he hadn't felt anything like this since meeting Helen all those years. All of a sudden I felt my apron being lifted up. My wife was under the counter now, right in front of me. I leaned back and looked down. She looked up and put her finger across her lips to tell me to be quiet and act natural. I leaned back in, still talking to Nancy. She began to flirt with me only because she didn’t see my wife around. Then I felt my wife’s lips on my cock and a second later it was all the way in her mouth. She began sucking and playing with my balls hearing everything. ‘Well hello, Faith.’ Mr. Sawyer’s splotchy face lit up with a large Polident smile. ‘So nice to see you,’ he said, coming around the counter to embrace her. ‘Hi, Mr. Sawyer.’ Faith hugged him gently, ‘How are you and Mrs. Sawyer doing?’ ‘Oh, we’re as ornery as ever.’ They spent a few moments catching up on family news, Faith ever mindful of Bill standing patiently behind her. Mr. Sawyer looked over the top of his spectacles, and asked, ‘Now who’s this young fella ya brought with you?’.