Britt and I went upstairs to shower and dress for school.We went out and got in my car. I pulled out of our drive. Looking in the rearview mirror, I s...aw that I was being followed by a tan or cream color car. "Britt, act like you're looking for something on the backseat. We're being followed. It's tan or cream and stays back."She did and came back up with a small nothing that she dropped on the front seat floor. She said, "Right. I see it. Should I call 9-1-1?" Let's wait a moment. I have an. " Why not here?" she asked, licking her lips. She flipped her sweater up over her head and rubbed her tits openly, brazenly, a thing she had never done for George before. "I'm so hot, my sexy husband."He stared at her, absorbing the change in her. She was completely at ease, the hot sexy bundle he always knew she could be. A lewd grin passed over his strong-featured face. "Why not?" he said."I'm glad." Her fingers worked the zipper of her jeans. She peeled them down and George watched them drop. I'm going to be running late to work because I didn't have my shower yet, but fucking that pussy was good to get in the mornings. Angie got done and was getting ready for work. Joy knocks on my door and told me to join her in the shower so I don't be very late to work. So we both went in and hopped in the shower. I still had a hard on and I bent Joy over and spread her pussy open and stuck it back in. I fucked her for a bit before she told me to stop again. We both got cleaned up, Angie knocked. ”He comes over. I grab his hand to pull him down to me, but as he’s coming down I stand up. Now our positions are reversed, me standing and him laying there looking up at me.“Lay back,” I say. He does.I straddle him. He’s hard as a rock, but I’ve cooled off and need to warm up again. So, looking down at him I sort of scoot up until my knees are right at his arm pits. I spread my knees farther apart, lowering my pussy closer to his beautiful smile. He’s looking up at me while he lifts his head.