That same week there was an emergency at the construction site and my aunt had to go to São Paulo (capital) to solve a problem with suppliers and so ...on. He came out recommending me several things and said he would be back in a week, I was calm, the place was beautiful (waterfalls, rivers,) and somehow I was enjoying my vacation and my hubby only appeared on weekends. As soon as we said goodbye I closed the gate, went in and saw that it was late afternoon, my uncle was not, I took a shower, I. I'd sell whats left of my soul to go cock to cock with him.This went fine until the one weekend when my wife was away on some friend's birthday trip.I wasn't giving man fun too much thought by then. I was enjoying a little bit of freedom by going out on the town with some mates - all of whom are straight and have no idea of my secret desires. So the Saturday passed by in a blur of football and drinking. But I normally have a few drinks on a saturday, though maybe not to the extent as I had that. Her legs were opened up wide with her legs off the edges of the table. Her fine pussy was open enough for me to see her pink inner flesh. Her breasts were heaving and her nipples were poking out at me. Her eyes were closed, her mouth was open, and her fingers were busy in her crotch. Kitty was masturbating. She didn’t seem to even be aware that I was in the booth with her. She was rubbing her clit relentlessly but she didn’t seem to be getting anywhere. In fact she seemed to just get more and. . I just don’t know how I am going to...” At this point, Jennifer’s tears of joy began to flow again and she stopped talking in order to breathe through her mouth, since her nose was beginning to clog from all of her emotions of the moment.“Oh, Sweetie,” said Jan with a sincere smile, “believe me, it has made Brad and me happy to be able to do this for you and the kids. I mean, we are simply doing for you exactly the same thing that Mr. Morris did for us!”“Where are my manners?” Jennifer said.