Finally my dick was alone with my wife’s pussy. Silently and motionlessly we all rested as our hearts slowed and our breathing returned to normal.Fo...r the next ten or fifteen minutes the four of us lay there, just two couples holding our partners in our arms. Although we were nude no one moved to cover up. We were simply basking in that post sexual frenzy bliss. We began talking about trivial things while consciously avoiding talking about what we all must have been thinking. Then my wife said. That was not going to happen.Corrine and Carla still had not shown up but my buddy Andy had finished setting up his kiddie rides and saw me leaving the mess hall and shouted if I wanted to explore the town. I still wasn’t tired; the excitement of being on my own and being in another strange place was keeping my anxieties on high. We were only a quarter of a mile from downtown and it was an opportunity to see what was there. Actually it wasn’t the best idea to go strolling in a strange new town. He stood as in a trance.As I moved my fingers from my pussy to my clit and started teasing it, I watched his eyes. Although I was pleasuring myself, my biggest turn on was watching the expression on his face, the look in his eyea as he watched me play with myself.IT HAPPENED!Without him ever touching his penis, it grew to the point that it popped out of his boxer shorts. It stood right up and and was big and hard, just like the night I watched him stroke it. I wondered if I could it would. She tried to think what the best answer was, but the strain on her fingers and toes, her arms, her fear, made it difficult. She had, but she didn’t think she should admit it.?Yes, sir,? she said. What else could she do??Really?? He was closer to her now, on her right side. She hated not being able to see, felt incredibly vulnerable. She felt his breath on her cheek as he leaned in. ?When?? he asked.At least he wasn’t standing behind her, staring at her ass. Was he really going to strip her.