It was the other part of marriage which had attracted her, and The Earl, Robert Foster, was an attractive man, with a rather handsome face and an impr...essive body.“Married women have their husbands in their beds, and in their bodies.”“Yes, mother.”“Husbands don’t visit their wives’ beds every night, but they are entitled to do it whenever they desire. It is his choice, not yours. If he won’t come to your bed some nights, he will inevitably do so the first night. The first act of sex hurts. There. I direct them to spread them out around the room. When Lia selects something from a tray I tell her to choose a tray, and to put it in a bedroom. She isn’t happy, but she does it, then she returns.When they arrive people grab a drink plus some snacks before sitting down. We chat until the last one arrives, Sharon. She locks the door before getting a drink and snack. We continue chatting, because we’re only chatting at this point I’ve Lia on my lap. After a few minutes I have her get up, and go. If she hadn't worn her Ray-Bans he would have undoubtedly seen the sparkle in her eyes. She was truly amazed by this young man's stature. She unconsciously pressed her legs together. A warm feeling started arising from her loins. Her mind got lost in a sultry little imagination including the table she was sitting at, facing her subject of desire. During the whole lunch, she didn't say a word, for her thoughts turned in a vicious circle of guilt and carnal pleasure, taking turns blaming herself. My wife turned to me and I was about to say something and she leaned in and kissed me passionately and grabbed my hand and placed it under her dress on her soaking wet panties. Just then the guy returns and you move away from me and turn your attention to him, this pissed me off but somehow I knew you wanted me to just sit there and deal with it.I watched the guy lean in and kiss you again and then I watched his hand reach up and grab your boob as he kneaded it in his hand. Then his other hand.