Yesterday I overheard him asking her about our sex life and other intimate details. I asked my wife if anything was going on there, but she told me "D...an is just a sweet guy trying to make friends". That might have been enough on its own but on top of that he is the touchy feely type. Always getting a big hug when coming or going, brushing his hand against hers, and making some kind of physical contact as often as he could. My Wife has always been a little naive and easy to take advantage of,. He leaned in and began kissing and licking at Alan’s neck and shoulder.The blond moaned and sighed with pleasure, encouraging David to explore to his heart’s content. As much as David loved Alan’s cock, he’d never felt compelled to kiss another guy until that day in the car. Maybe it was because Alan looked so much like his beautiful, blonde mother, with her expressive twinkly eyes and supple lips that looked as if they were made to wrap around a hot, horny teenager’s cock.David had stroked. "They're beautiful Tommy," she said softly. "But it's supposed to be your mum's day.”"No." I corrected her. "It's a day she'll want to forget, but it's no longer just mum and me is it? It's Tommy, Polly and Jill from now on, remember the three musketeers?" All for one and one for all, yes you fool I remember." she giggled and kissed me lovingly."Well, that's us from now on, right?" Right boss." No bosses either you silly tart." I laughed as she gave me her impression of a salute.Mum shed a tear. Very well, I’ll step outside.’ He took his glass of champagne and walked out the door leaving me with the evil bitch monster from hell. I have never been more poked, prodded or violated in my life stripped down to my underwear in front of the French poodle and her assistant who was either mute or really good at acting like a mute but she didn’t need to talk for me to see the blatant disapproval of me and my curves on her face. ‘Please remove your undergarments Mr. Caldwell has requested that.