Those of you who have read Rachael’s Woodland Friends will know that my prim and respectable wife has a secret naughty side. She loves walking in the countryside and has a group of friends who take regular rambles in the local area. When she returns she always seems happy, alive and relaxed. I thought it was the result of the walks and exposure to the fresh air. When I joined the group one day, without the others knowing that she and I were an item, I discovered that it was exposure that caused the change, but not just to the fresh air. Her group were all lonely widowed men and when she was in the mood Rachael gave them a treat by stripping and pleasuring herself while they wanked around her. I should have been angry but as one of my greatest pleasures is watching Rachael orgasm, I continued to join the walks without divulging that we were partners. She didn’t give a show on every walk, but I generally knew when she intended to. She was usually more animated and took more time with her make up and dressing – nothing tarty, just a little more sexy. When I saw the signs I usually was so turned on that I wanted to fuck her there and then, but she never let me, preferring the anticipation. She always said that she never let “Her boys” go further than watching and wanking as she masturbated, but I was not convinced and sure enough on our fourth walk things developed. Rachel had prepared herself with particular care and looked good enough to eat, literally as it turned out. She was extra friendly and tactile with her boys as we walked, with an occasional shared private joke with one other of her friends. There was definitely an atmosphere when we stopped at a clearing for a break. She lay down on the soft grass, spreading out her arms and legs. She closed her eyes and relaxed in the sun. Her boys sat around her, trousers already tented in anticipation. “My back’s killing me”, said Rachael, “Too much horse riding, I think.” “You could do with a good a good massage”, said Alan, “and I’m just the man for the job. Roll over onto your front.” Rachael undid her shirt buttons, slipped it from her shoulders and lay back, face down. Alan started at her neck, stroking and kneading. Rachael sighed as he moved to her back loosing her bra clasp. She groaned with a mixture of pleasure and pain as Alan used the weight of his body to put on maximum pressure on her vertebrae. He continued using his knuckles on either side of her spine until he came to the belt of her jeans when he suggested that he remove them to give better access. She lifted her bum slightly to let him reach round to the buckle and the jeans were drawn off exposing the sexy little pants I had watched her put on a little while ago. They didn’t stay on for long. Alan’s hands moved over her bum, stroking, kneading and massaging. His fingers lingered over the crack and Rachael’s legs parted slightly in response, allowing a finger to to slide down, briefly touching her pussy lips. He continued down her thighs to her feet and up again. Her thighs opened wider to give him better access and access he did, sliding a finger between her lips and rubbing gently up and down. “Time for the front I think” Alan said. Rachael rolled over. “This is not fair”, said Rachael.” I’m the only one naked”. The boys and I needed no second invitation and soon we were all kneeling round her, naked and cocks erect. What started as a two handed massage soon became four, six, eight and more. Rachael was in seventh heaven as hands stroked, rubbed and pleasured every inch of her skin. Lips were licking and sucking her nipples. Alan by now had left the massage to his mates and had positioned himself with his head between Rachael’s thighs. His mouth moved closer. His tongue grazed her lips and explored for her clit. Finding it, his tongue moved round it in a circular motion. Her mouth was open She raised her hips, forcing her pussy harder against Alan’s delving tongue. Her thighs began to quiver then buck violently as spasms of pleasure coursed through Rachael’s body. So what was I doing while all this activity was taking place? Just watching and enjoying Rachael’s pleasure while gently stroking my cock. “Are you not joining us”, asked one of the boys. “No” I replied. “I’m saving myself to fuck my wife later” And I did.