.. exciting ... and she opened the door and padded, barefoot to the utility room.As luck would have it, Bob was in there, loading the washer. Apparent...ly Stephanie didn’t do laundry after all. He was clad only in a pair of boxers. He looked over in surprise.“Hi,” he said. “You startled me.”“I just came to get the...” She stopped, took a breath, and finished in a firm voice, “batteries.”“I see,” he said, blinking several times. “They’re over there. What kind do you need?”It was probably a mixture. .or anything...ANYTHING, just let me lie here and not do anything!" Anything? Any kind of story? You are going to listen at least, right? Cause it won't work if you not at least acting like your listening!", I explained.She snapped back, "YES, anything, just let me lay here! I will listen or at least act like I am listening!"I never had been the storyteller before, and I was really trying to think of something that would turn me on, but also give my wife a clue of the things that I really did. Now you are moaning loudly and I frame a picture of your mouth, forming an “O” shape as you cry out in pleasure. I feel a mixture of emotions; excitement, of course, is one. But I also feel like I am doing something a little wicked. You two are engaged in something intimate, and I am a witness to your passion and your most carnal contact. I have never been in the presence of two people having sex before, and I am incredibly aroused. On the one hand, I am embarrassed to be a voyeur in this. My wife was going to the casino with some of her friends on Sunday and staying overnight until Monday. This gave me an exceptional opportunity to go to the bookstore for the night. While Sunday night wasn’t the best night and they close earlier, it was still a chance for always needed gurl time. I had to wait until she left in the early afternoon before I could start getting ready.Once she left, I immediately gave myself an enema. After expelling it from my bowels, I inserted a Tampax into.