Adding some to mine we all knee next to her and begin the message. I tell the boys nice and soft were not here to bruise Mrs. Smith. All she did was... to moan some as we get into the message. Johnny with his hands shaking started with her feet and was working his way up. Josh just finished with her shoulder and was heading down too quickly to her ass, I shake my head and mouthed slow down, he see me and slows down and start to copy my movements. Midway down Mrs. Smith back I begin to message. Not you. You approach this more like a science project. Look at that hairdo. It is one of the more ridiculous and feminine things ever invented in the fifties, extremely difficult to do, you pulled it off on your second try and just walk around with it, not blinking an eye. How did it feel when you finished the style and looked in the mirror? Any reaction? Did you feel sexy? Ashamed? Beautiful? Good Looking? Did you feel lighter? How do you feel when you see yourself in rollers? Or with you. I told him it must be awful to be away from family on Christmas and he said "yeah but what can you do?" I suggested he have lunch with us and least he could have some friendly companionship for awhile and I would even buy. He thanked us and said that would be great.We went into the resturant and I chose a booth my wife slid in one side and I motioned for him to sit beside her. I could tell he was getting the idea.We ordered and made small talk and Sue asked him about his family because she had. When I peeked out I had a good view of the bed at a side view . It was now dark in the room and all the shades drawn so I could step back from the door and stay in the shadows and not be detected. I stepped to an angle I was sure was safe from view but had a great view of my wife in a doggie position with her lover behind her eating her ass and pussy. My heart was pounding and I couldn't control my confusion, rage, erotic impulses.... The blinds I had left slightly open earlier had let in.