Of course, there was no reason he should. After all, he had no idea that I was really her husband, whom he had just successfully cuckolded; and at the... same time, made Stacy and me love it.Chapter 11 – Mistakes Were MadeMe and the stranger in the other booth continued to rub my wife as she came back to her senses. About the time I thought she'd recovered enough to get up and leave, her booth door opened again."Uh oh," I thought, "she didn't lock it."Of course, she hadn't. She was on an entirely. I turned her around, gave a small peck on her weak point towards her back neck, kissing to her waistline and moving to her ass, started licking her mound and gave a bite on her ass cheek for which she moaned. I inserted my tongue in her asshole for which she started shivering, moaning like a little girl in a pain. With her eyes closed, she was enjoying every stroke of my tongue on her asshole. I bent her a little so that I can lubricate her hole more, her intoxicating smell was making me wild &. I was so happy he finally let me explore his body enough to feel his pecs. Sadly, I didn't get to hold them for long because he pulled out of my mouth once more and stepped back."Alright boys," the hockey player said in a deep voice. This was the first time I had heard his voice. Hell, this was practically the first time anyone had spoken all night, save for when I said I had my blindfold on and was ready. "Alright boys," he repeated, "Let's wrap it up. Time for you to cum." His tone was. I wouldenjoy her completely before the week was done. I held her breast in myhand, and the nipple between my thumb and finger. I pinched it ratherhard, and tho she winced, she didn't scream. This woman hadpossibilities!Still holding her wrist, I dragged her out to the main room. In asuitcase there, I found some red scarves and used these to tie herwrists behind her back. I shoved her into a large chair while I lookedthru the other things. Among the sacks and boxes were enough food anddrink to.