“I can’t wait much longer.”My wife started to move up and down, pushing her ass deep into my groin and grinding her hips. “Not yet,” she sai...d. “I want to cum again.”I watched as Tara, across from us, began to breathe hard and I knew she was going to cum again. I bucked against my wife, reaching up and grabbing her bouncing breasts. “Fuck,” I blurted out. “I’m gonna cum!”“Don’t cum inside her,” Tara said between gasps, “I wanna see. Cum on her.”My wife threw in a couple more grinds for good. This opportunity was perfect to show her just how good itfelt to go all the way to the brink of craziness. I kept talking about howme and my boyfriend at the time had starting kissing and touching eachother. As I talked in a low tone my hands rubbed her lower. She listenedintently as my hands wandered down between her legs. Without realizing shespread her legs further apart so I could rub oil down the inside of yourthighs.I took this as a sign she was getting as turned on as I was. I moved. When we were in his long gravel driveway Charly kissed me. My heart pounded as I had never kissed a boy before. When he stopped kissing me his hand brushed against my breast. I felt a wetness in my panties that I had never felt before. Had I peed myself in my excitement? I stammered. "I have to go home now."I almost ran home and I remember that hand brushing my breast. I had to be an accident. Charly is a good Christian. I always told my father and mother everything I did but I would not tell. . Checking in with Duty Officer, told to go home any alerts will be covered by the oncoming crew. Back home by noon, a dip in the pool and a shower, time check said it was time to get going. I'm sure my choice of dress was fitting for a 20 something in the eighties, shorts, OP shirt and tennis shoes. The day was very warm even for Southern California, I was nervous, excited and what the hell am I doing all in one. I arrived promptly at 4pm, I sat for a moment to collect and toss away any sorted.