Going up the large spiral staircase past the kitchen, the stairs went up to the top level. The top used to be the master bedroom and the two bedrooms.... The remodel had removed the two smaller bedrooms and made the entire floor the master bedroom, except for the long hallway along the back side of the building. The room was huge and had windows overlooking the front of the house. The long hallway had windows all along it. The O’Dell’s huge double California King bed would be dwarfed in the. I had gotten a couple of promotions at work and our financial world was good. Beth worked out of our home doing medical billing so that she could be there for Alyssa. While Alyssa napped Beth would be on her computer slaving away. I would get home, play with Alyssa and put her to bed. After wards Beth and I would have dinner and spend some quality time together. Every evening we took the time to talk, snuggle, or make love. Life was good. Then a whole orchard of lemons got tossed at me. Thomas. Anyway I gave Denise at least three orgasms in a row then gave her pussy back to my wife.My wife slipped her hand up against Denise’s well used pussy. Once in a while I would reach up to see what she was doing under all those bubbles. I felt her fingers in Denise’s pussy, on her clit, and I swear that she finger fucked her asshole too. So I asked Denise to keep telling me what my wife was doing to her. She was pinching both of her nipples, massaging her breasts, fingering her clit, and finger. Sort of.I had touched him enough times before, when he was a monster. Mostly by accident, but I knew he was soft and sometimes damp. His arms were smooth, and strong. He wrapped them around me so tentatively. He was warm. I laid back and my whole body sort of floated on the surface of him, on the ceaseless motion of his body.He touched my face with a dozen fingers. He traced my lips, my ears. There were no lips to kiss, so I kissed the arm that was touching my face. His whole body went stiff.