"Well?" she says, turning around to face me when the door closes. I'm still too shocked to speak I don't know what to say or to do. My cock is aching yet I want to slap her, I feel enraged and as vital as I ever have. And my wife, curiously - who was just a complete slut right in front of me - is standing there as if everything is totally fine, as if she didn't do what I just watched her do.
She plays her fingers over her tits, smiling. "Did you like it?" I have no idea what to say. I gape at her, as she grins.
