I still don't know why I did what I did next! I asked him if he could keep an eye on her while I went back and locked the car. I had already locked th...e car before we came up. I am not sure to this day why I made that excuse to leave the room. I guess I needed some time to absorb what was happening and why I was allowing it and liking it too.I went back down to the first floor and lit a smoke. After smoking half of it, I headed back up after thinking I had gone to far leaving my u*********s wife. Misty bit her lip and shoved her hand down her panties, pumping three fingers inside her pussy lips, her fingernails scraping against her silky walls.After a few minutes of watching her masturbate, Misty was on the edge of cumming, so she shimmied off her skimpy lace panties and balled them up, shoving them in her mouth.She closed her eyes in bliss and bit down on her gag as she squirted all over her own fingers, the white liquid pouring into her palm. Miraculously, Marina came at the same. I have to say I actually enjoyed it, to the point of occasionally helping out at an odd fundraiser or remodel project. I even took to going to the mens' breakfast every other week.I was happy and I thought she was too.It all fell apart the next Wednesday. We had just enjoyed a nice meal, and were enjoying dessert. I asked her what she'd like to do over the weekend.She had an odd expression in her eye."I'm sorry, Frank, but I've already made other plans. One of the doctors at work wants me to go. Those R.I.P. hacks sure looked pissed off." They had impressive ink," Cliff grinned."We may have another gig next Saturday, at the Rodeo. It's not a hardrock place, but I know the owner from my early days here. We have to tone things down a bit, but not much." You really enjoy performing, don't you?"Kylie nodded earnestly. "For the most part, yes. Like yesterday, absolutely! How about you?" I still feel self-conscious up there on a stage. But yeah, yesterday was fun." You did great. I don't.