" Did she giggle when you tickled her bottom with the brush?" Cooed a bit." He looked at John curiously."Come and meet my bloke, Fred, he's an enginee...r and sorts out spaces infactories for machines and production lines, so if you ever need to sortout your workshop or dry dock, he's the man to speak to."Fred came over and shook hands. "You'll find the boats easier to keep inorder than young Emma, they're not so wilful," he advised. Turning backto me he nodded at Tamesisadda. "She's all done as. "Yes, Sir." Fine." I stood and stuck out my hand to Chet. "It's been a pleasure." I turned and did the same for Pete. "Jackson?" I beckoned him.Jackson licked his lips. "Are you sure you don't want to..." We have to pick a third," I told him.Chet had to snipe. "Whatcha been doing, Jackson? Sucking Ron's dick?"I turned to Chet. "Thanks for living down to expectation, Chet. That makes this easier. Sorry, Pete -- I only need one back door man." Pete just nodded; he was married, and the wife wasn't. I don't know wether to hide or what. I look at the door to assess the situation to find our wives walking in wearing lingerie. My wife looks at R and tells him to keep going. He doesn't miss a beat. Before I can protest in fear I find myself moaning instead as then goes really crazy on my cock. My wife G is smiling from ear to ear as B leads her to the couch beside me and spreads her legs. K leans over and kisses me passionatly. It pushes me close to the edge again, but before I can cum he. So what happened next could easily be explained away, and, would have been no big deal, except for the big deal in my pants. She did a move that I would describe as a hip-check if it had been side on, but this was her butt to my front. Ostensibly to move me out of the way, she banged her ass into me and landed perfectly on either side of my still raging hard-on. There was just no way she could have not felt it. But she acted as if nothing was amiss, so I pretended to smile, and quickly.