I walk through the garage door into the kitchen, and I find my sweet wife cooking a special anniversary dinner. My brother-in-law is leaning against t...he kitchen counter nursing a bourbon and water.“Honey, my brother came by to wish us a happy anniversary,” my wife giggles.Her brother lifts his drink as though toasting our wonderful occasion. I offer a low grunt and acknowledge his gesture with a nod of my head. Now, don’t get me wrong. I like my wife’s brother, but there is some history between. She moaned softly, knowing she left all doors open so she shouldnt make too much noise. As she stroked her boobs with one hand, the other one made the black toy go in and out of her pussy. Faster and deeper she went, and she felt this was not gonna take long. That was the advantage of having been masturbating earlier today, she was really close to coming now. She could feel her body starting to shake a little as the toy kept slamming in and out of her. Her breath got heavier and she had to do. " Maybe, after breakfast," I said."Oh God!" cried Vonda, as she came. Fluid streamed out of her exposed pussy.As I sat down at the table, I moved Vonda's dish, so it was to my left, a little behind. I told her to eat facing away from the table, that way I could rest my hand on her ass while I ate. Occasionally, I'd run a finger down her slit. This caused her to gasp and buck her hips.After our breakfast, a Denver omelet, bagels, and orange juice, I pulled away from the table, and looked down at. He put his hands on my shoulders and began to massage them gently. Working up and down with his hands, loosening the tension and making my tired muscles feel wonderful, he soon had me completely relaxed. As he slipped his hands down to the small of my back and ran them around my sides, he pulled me up against his chest and lowering his mouth to my ear, whispered “ How’s that?”Sucking in my breath, I half moaned “ Ummm, that was wonderful.” I was stoned, relaxed and getting very turned on..