She arranged some cushions on the couch for me, made me a strong bourbon and we just talked while she went in&out of the kitchen to check on dinner. O...n one of her trips out of the kitchen she excused herself to go change. When she got back she was wearing a more casual but tighter jumpsuit kinda thing, my back ached but I noticed. As the evening went on, we ate, talked, had a FEW more drinks and even with the bourbon my back still hurt. She noticed & went to get me some sweat pants to change. He crumpled her panties into a ball and brought them up to his nose. He inhaled deeply. My wife must have said something because he laughed at her and shoved them beneath her nose. She turned her head away to one side.Tucking her panties in his pocket his hands went back under her skirt. I could see my wife was objecting to this, why I didn't know. Surely her protestations should have begun in earnest a long time before they'd reached this stage!He slumped back into his seat but left a hand up. Not today.? She exertedthat strength that I had desired for so long to control and pulled me out tothe floor. ?Close youreyes.? ?Isn?t that myline?? I quipped. ?Not until Isay it is, and right now it is mine.? I closed myeyes as she pulled me onto the floor. "Waithere. And no peeking." I tried to scowl, but I truly was pleased to hearthe happiness in her voice. I could not hearher light steps above the music, but I soon felt her presence again. "Sitdown." I sat as sheguided me into the chair.. He was attentive to her. Other than this hot wife infatuation of his, he’d been a good man. But this masturbation with a woman on the internet is disturbing; even if the woman is married and her husband knows.Eve never expected Tim to have orgasms with other people. Isn’t that what the marriage vows were all about? To forsake all others meant no fucking around, right?Suddenly John burst from his bedroom tucking his shirt into his pants as he ran pell-mell down the hallway.“I’m sorry, Eve. I.