Continuing from yesterday ... I duly got home and paid our child minder and she left happy that it was not a long evening of looking after a settled child who had slept soundly since her arrival and continued to do so for the rest of the night. but this is not about bringing up a youngster more the fun you can have while maybe planning another. I had decided that I would leave her and Paul to their own devices when they returned and prepared a short note saying i was tired and had gone to bed. Not quite right as I was well beyond sleep with the amount of excitement coursing through my body and senses. A steel like erection which i am convinced would have stayed with me if I had wanked myself to a standstill. but of course i resisted such temptation and awaited the return of my sexy wife minus thong and our virile guest who she admitted always made her come several times each time he had fucked her. Taking a chair in the dining room I was able to hear them come in and i assumed use the main lounge rather than the snug which was closer to the kitchen. I heard the door open around half an hour later and held my breath while my heart thumped dangerously against my ribcage, threatening to explode. I heard her tell Paul to go into the lounge while she fixed a drink, a sound of kissing and rustling of clothes followed by a short giggle and a sigh as he obviously fingered her uncovered cunt. They went into the lounge and she fished around to put a record on (vinyl still king then). As she leaned over to find an album to put on, it involved her reaching over the back of a settee, exposing her thigh and a bit of bum (as I was told later). Paul took full advantage and felt her wet cunt as she prepared to put the record on. Her giggles were infectious and i was very pleased she was enjoying her encounter. I heard the music starting and a muffled exchange then heard the door open and close again. Her high heels tripped noisily across some tiled floor as she went to the kitchen. She had poured some whisky for them both and as she returned I stepped out of the shadows and saw she was carrying two glasses but now had no skirt on, he had removed it before she went to get the drinks. Whispering softly she said 'Keep that hard for me' nodding towards my exposed cock. I grinned and touched her cunt, slipping a finger in and she grinned and said 'I am going to get that filled soon, then I want more from you' kissed me again and then went, opened the lounge door and returned to her lover. I listened intently but until I heard the familiar groans of her being fucked, I could distinguish nothing except a murmur of approval from her as she apparrently got her mouth around his cock. From her story around two hours later, when she got in the room and closed the door, he got up and locked it, keeping me firmly out of the way. I know i would have loved to have seen them fucking but this was almost as much fun, knowing she was naked and fucking a man she clearly liked, maybe because his cock was a little longer than mine and of course it was different in some way, perhaps technique, perhaps staying power but in those days I was a repeater and had more energy than I do now. Anyway back to our story, Paul had Liz stripped down to her stockings, suspenders and heels and she had him naked too. They fucked in front of the fire against the fireglow. It was after almost half an hour that he shot his spunk deep inside her, this was a special moment for me as I heard her begging for his come inside her, it was very distinct and I suspect made clear enough that I knew what was happening the other side of the wall where I was. I stayed around but had shot my come and suddenly felt cold and tired, exhausted by the tension and exhilarating images rushing through my mind. In the silence (music had stopped too) I heard them shuffling around, another album began and the quiet moment was lost. I chose this time to creep slowly and silently upstairs to our bedroom. I cleaned myself off and washed my cock ready for her to receive as and when she came upstairs. I slipped into bed and slept for a while then heard the downstairs light go off and the hushed tones of two people coming up to the bedrooms. i heard kissing and some sighs again and then both pairs of feet go past our room and upstairs to his. Another half hour of fucking, at times frenzied fucking with them directly in the room above me. I heard the bed squeak a few times and groans of desire, then a rush of activity as the headboard rattled rhythmically, Liz obviously taking a further load up her willing cunt. Then silence. Another twenty minutes and a pair of feet coming downstairs again, our door opened and my naked lovely well fucked wife came in. I whispered I was awake, then put on the bedside light to take in the beautiful vision of her standing beside the bed still in her suspender belt, but with a couple of ladders in her stockings and the wonderful aroma of sex on her body. She told me of how well he had fucked her and that they had sex before they got home, a dark alley allowed him to take advantage of her lack of panties and they had fucked in an unlit area but had to stop when someone came down on a bike and went into their back yard only feet from them. I was soon slipping my cock deep in her as she continued the story of her sexy adventure, promising me that Paul was having her again at breakfast while i took our daughter to school. The next morning she was in a very tight red mini skirt as she awaited Paul who was in the bathroom on his floor as I took the young one out and the ten minute walk to her school. I was told to not return before half past nine so went for a paper and had a quick read before I saw him getting into his car which was parked in the street opposite our place. I go back in and Liz was standing in the hallway, panties in the dining room, skirt still hiked up and her cunt dribbling come onto the floor. She said she had enjoyed sausage for breakfast and a nice helping of spunk. A well satisfied wife who seemed not in the least bothered that she needed to change the sheets on his bed as there was a massive stain where she had squirted over them and the duvet cover.