We had previously discussed, and agreed that Rick and I would do what 'came naturally' and Helen , at mine ...and her...request would sit in the shado...ws....and watch.I emptied the contents of my sizable travel bag on the bed, still unsure of what to wear.....I started by putting my red and black basque on, adjusting the shoulder straps till I felt it fitted right, then I fastened my stockings to the suspenders of my basque and slipped my heels on...hairpiece next...just a bit of adjustment. I was facing forward and Jerry was laying right behind me with his big cock resting against the valley of my butt cheeks. We were both exhausted but every now and then, throughout the night, the primal urge to thrust overcame Jerry. I would feel the slow surge of him thrusting his dick forward into the crack of my butt. He never penetrated me but I didn't mind. I probably even encouraged him to a small degree because I would poke my butt out just a tiny bit to let him know the small thrust was. He was a controlling bully - to the extent that at one of our Family BBQ's, my chilled out Dad had my Uncle Tony by his collars and marched him to his car, sick of his attitude being there. She moved nearby to us and started hitting the bottle quite a bit. Her tipple was wine and during the warm summer nights would go out with her friends and get pretty wrecked. Her friends were in fact her work colleagues who worked in her Salon. She owned her Hair Salon from her early 20s and had opened two. Tommy then told me that Mike knew about our extracurricular activities, I was both appalled and pissed. I needed to keep things quiet. I was still married, and had no intention of leaving my wife or embarrassing my k**s. Tommy then proceeded to tell me that years ago, while they were in school, he and Mike used to suck each other off, before they each found girlfriends. He said they'd remained exclusive during that time, except for a third guy, who on rare occasions hooked up with them. He was.