Even I, normally quieter, shouted out for them, for my wife, for pure pleasure. We fucked and fucked, her ass bucking back urgently into my hips. I w...et my thumb and pressed it against the pert circle of her anus, rhythmically at first, and then the thumb pressed in. She was so sunk down in the fuck, her cheek pressed against the rug, that she didn’t even seem to feel this new entry. Before long my entire thumb was moving slickly inside her, feeling the simultaneous press of my cock through. This made them even more sexy in my view. Her other hand went to her pussy and she spread her lips seeking her clit. She began to stroke it between her index and middle fingers, the head and shaft erotically exposed when she pulled upward, then slid downward, letting her fingers slide into her cunt alongside Dan’s thrusting cock. While watching Dan and Karen enjoy each other fully, my dick had gotten hard again and I began stroking it as I watched Karen stroke her clit. She noticed what I was. A new leather coat complemented the outfit. She carried in a separate bag a pair of 6-inch high heel platform shoes to wear at the party. She looked so hot; but my pride kept me from saying I'd like to go along with her. After all, that wasn't how we played the blame game.While she was gone, I watched some Christmas movies I'd rented for the evening. I was very lonely. I went to bed and tried to wait up for her. I'd doze off and on and would check the clock. Finally, at 4 a.m., I heard loud. A few minutes later I heard her calling, “Honey, will you please bring me a couple towels?” I guessed she’d apparently forgotten that little necessity when she got in the shower. I fetched some towels out of her hall closet and when I opened the bathroom door I couldn’t help but peek through the shower door and see this beautiful woman slightly obscured, her wet hair falling over bare breasts and those smooth, sexy hips. I stood momentarily transfixed at the image I was watching. She apparently.