In my minds eye I saw her sensuously reaching down, removing her bottoms until she stood naked before me. Almost unconsciously I began stroking myself... over my trunks, imagining her stepping down into the Jacuzzi and coming towards me, our bodies and lips meeting. As my erection grew I fantasised that it was her hand touching me, that the caress of the water on my skin were her fingers. The click of the timer switch turning off the air jets broke into my revere. With an almost rueful sigh I. Just then my I felt my husband come up behind. He squirted some baby oil on my cute little ass hole and stuck his finger in, working it in and out. Getting it ready for his thick cock. I couldn't help but stop what I was doing for a minute as he started to push his cock in slowly. I held my breath and reached back and pulled my ass cheeks apart to give him more room. Once his head was in he started to pump my ass and finger my pussy. I was so fucking wet you could hear his fingers as he worked. The drums start, and I’m ready to walk, to run, ready to dance. Flutes, drums, maracas, tambourines—everyone in our immediate area has found something to make noise with. I’m given a child’s rattle by a nearby mother, and I shake it, though I feel my heart should be loud enough… I’m sure you, at least, can hear it. My favorite day of the year, my favorite celebration, and I’m humming, twitching, aching to move, feeling intensely in my body the way I sometimes do when I’m dancing, and sometimes. This was the chance for some fun me and Andrea had been waiting for, the weekend came and our families both went out on their various escapades leaving the houses empty. As soon as my wife had left and I was sure she wouldn’t return I rang next door Andrea answered and we made arrangement for me to hop over the wall at the rear of her house and to the property back door. Somewhat excitedly heart racing slightly just as the light began to dim I made my move.Andrea was waiting in the kitchen.