I leaned back against the tub, moaning. I could feel his eyes on me. He took his right foot and started rubbing my hard dick up and down. I moaned and... groaned more. After we were all wet and hard, Johnny and I got out of the tub with dicks hard, wet, and soapy. Johnny grabbed me and kissed me. "Get down and suck my fucking cock!." He told me.I obeyed, getting on my knees and sucking his dick. "Oh yeah suck it! Mhmmmmmmmmmm"He started face fucking me. He shoved his big, thick dick all the way. ” She immediately turned and looked to the bedroom door. Seeing I wasn’t there she sat up on the edge of the bed with her extremely wet, wide-open pussy turned towards me. I asked, “Do you see me now?” She acknowledged she did and dropped her chin in what I sensed as embarrassment. I told her to look at me, and she complied. . I was so excited my cock remained rock hard. So, I tried to show it to her before returning it to my pants. I said to her, “Come let me in, baby.” She reached for her. I love my husband. I... I'm just speculating about what it would be like to lie down with her and hold her. Naked. Yes. No. I don't know what I want, it's.... I don't know. I just want to take off that powder blue sweater and touch the breasts I know are bare underneath. And kiss her neck, smell her hair. I look up and see the artist watching me. I can feel her pencil on the back of my neck as she draws. Is she drawing me? The woman on the lawn? She stares at me looking at her for a few. He told me to put the beers in the fridge, and to bring two of them to the den. I did. When I got there, he made me chug both of them, then told me to fetch another round. He took one of these ones, and I had the other. A little loopy from the quick intake, and the three I had before showing up, I kind of forgot why I was there. We chatted like we were old friends, and at some point the fact that I was having some financial difficulties surfaced. Around my 4th beer or so (not including the 3.