2 MILES ON I-85 SOUTH."Yes, Ma'am," Fred said, mock-saluting the GPS.Halfway through the little town of Pine Mountain, Carla suddenly said, "Pull over... quickly. We've got to have a picture of that Bed and Breakfast over there."On their right was an old two-story home with a high peaked roof. The basic color was a deep beige with white trim — and there was plenty of trim. The spindled porch railing on the bottom floor was duplicated on the second floor with a smaller porch. High above was a. I came closer to the group. The men all glanced at me, but paid me no attention. It was clear they had slammed themselves as well.I came even closer, finally getting close enough to see the woman’s face. And my jaw dropped to the floor. There, slammed and flying, with three huge cocks pummeling her holes in unison, was my wife, enjoying sex as she never let on to me. A mix of emotions came over me, anger, jealousy, shock. But above it all, I felt desire, and a level of horniness I have never. I of course just wanted to give Mr.Cardwell a gift to show a bond of trust between us, so that a relationship might develop...In short I wanted an older man to fuck me senseless!So the story... * * * I could already smell chlorine as I entered the changing room and put my bag down. Distant splashing met my ears as I sat down and looked around. I was surprised to see Mr.McGloughlin wasn't there,. .. But just long enough I had a little more control. I made sure she had her bus pass and I got on and sat down. She came and sat beside me and curled up to me. I put my arm around her and touched her leg and we rode in silent cuddle back to our part of town. She looked at me as we got off the bus and kissed me on the lips. No tongue, but a nice kiss. I took her hand and walked her back to my place.She stands up and pulls her tights and thong down. She takes off my pants, and then straddles me.