“Yes, we had been planning for over a year to double date on prom night. We had already hand picked who we were going to have that date with, too. W...e didn’t want the macho boys - we wanted two shy, polite, handsome - mama’s boys for our prom dates. We wanted to be in control and we wanted to go all the way.”“Did it work out as well as you planned? You’re making me excited, telling me all this. I know you’re excited too, I see your nipples poking out and I can see up your skirt more as you talk.. Just breathe, quietly."We continued to observe for some minutes. I refused to believe what I had just seen. There was no way that was Jean.After a lifetime the Kid and Nobby relieved us. Derek and I moved back to the basha, to get our heads down. Derek spoke only when we got there, "Was that yer wife?" He spoke in a murmur. Whispering carried in the dark because of the high frequency 's' sounds. A murmur was deeper and since we were packed close in the basha we could speak low and it wouldn't. I continue to taketurning kissing both my beau's, gradually the kisses involve more & moreuse of mouth & tongue. Due to the way we are sitting, me with one armaround each boy, I can do little more than stroke shoulders & backs. Theboys with two hands free each are luckier, although neither attempted toventure under my jacket or skirt (the bus station was a fairly publicplace, limited lighting, with some other people wandering about, I evenheard some comments about sluts from passers-by,. Wife: Ah so…you are ready..Me: Stop it will you…saying that I got out of the bed to take a shower..My wife screamed behind me, saying she is going to talk to her sister about it.In the shower, I could not anything else except Harini my SIL, her sensuous self, all wild and heated up in my bed and my own wife her own sister was going to make this happen. All this thought gave me an erection in that cold shower even after such a hot fuck session with my wife.I closed my eyes and masturbated.