She continued rubbing herself. Another minute passed. She slid her hand into her panties, and I could see the wet crotch of her panties peel away as h...er fingers slipped into her folds.Both her hands moved faster now, arousing her body, and her head rested against my headboard. Her eyes were lidded, but they continued to watch me. Then she switched hands, the one on her breasts slipping down into her panties, while the glistening fingertips of the other pushed under her bra and squeezed her. Without realizing it I was running my fingers through her hair and holding on to it. "Oh I'm sorry. I didn't mean to grab your hair." I said trying not to piss her off. I sure did not want her to stop."It's ok, you can grab it if you want." She said with a slutty little grin."What did this chick do with my wife?" I asked myself, but at this point, I really did not care. So I did what she said. I gently grabbed a hand full of hair and at first just held it. The longer and harder she sucked the. "Oh yeah, I love it, and I know that Jason loved it when you were sucking him, but he will love all the new attention" he said.I heard a vehicle drive down the driveway and stop and a car door shut, as my wife stepped from the room from a moment. I heard the back door open and another voice."OH CRAP, you look inviting, but I want to get into the action" said a male voice that I recognized as Jason's. But what shocked me was the OTHER voice. It was a female voice and not that of my wife."OH HELL. ‘I took the liberty of purchasing the flowers,’ said my gray-haired driver. ‘Thank you, James.’ I looked at the traffic outside the blackened windows while the limo sped silently and effortlessly on the highway. When we arrived, I grabbed the flowers and the gift box and entered my home. My wife was there offering her rosy lips to mine. My small dog was there as well with his favorite toy ready to be tossed for retrieval. He could smell or guess that I was arriving before the car was near. .