The next morning it was, as it always seemed on our typical summer vacations at the coast. We woke up slowly. The morning was overcast and grey with the normal marine layer that would burn off by ten o’clock or so. I cranked up the coffee machine, and made myself a double shot in a tall cup. I got out my radio and went out to the deck and enjoyed a smoke with my coffee.The radio station I always listen to is usually kind of laid back in the mornings so my mood was tranquil. That’s what I love most about having a house on the coast, even if it is small, it’s the relaxed atmosphere that permeates you while there. But so far, this summer was not typical and my wife seemed pretty relaxed to me, more so than I had ever witnessed in our thirty plus years of marriage.I was finally getting my laptop out when this thought burst back into my mind with a surreal impact! I was finally getting what I thought I always wanted. Even though that seemed true, I was more confused than ever. I hadn’t done anything sexual with another woman in over thirty years and the first one I did it with was completely unlikely. Truthfully, I was so excited anyway that I didn’t even think about what I was doing, I just did it! Hell, my wife had conspired to make it happen!I opened my account, and looked at my profile. I went to the gallery I had created for my wife’s session with Bob and Sally. I hadn’t picked up on it when I had uploaded the photos. I remembered that when we were on our European vacations the pictures we took each day were naturally sequential. Meaning, whatever we took pictures of in the morning came first and whatever we took pictures of in the evening came last. This insignificant, obvious fact made my mind click on an odd observation on the pictures. Earlier I was too shocked to pick up on it.The first pictures were all of Sally and my wife. The almanbahis very first ones were mostly Sally giving oral sex to my wife. Then there was a set of my wife doing the same to Sally. Then finally, I suppose, Bob handed the camera over to Sally and the next set was my wife giving Bob head. I thought to myself that I had always told my wife how good she was at cock sucking and she was. She had gotten so good that she could deep throat my six and a half inch cock with ease. In that last year or so she would tease me by saying she had mastered this cock and could take it so easily now. The pictures with Bob’s cock in my talented wife’s mouth got me started.It was then that I heard my wife stirring and I got up from the deck and went inside. I asked if she wanted a coffee and she called out from the bedroom to say yes. I dutifully brought my wife a latte from our awesome coffee machine. She was still in her bedclothes, a t-shirt and some light cotton pajama pants. She always slept in those clothes. I know it doesn’t conjure up a very sexy image but the truth is we’re older and we’re always so sweaty and sticky when we cuddle naked. Honestly, we spoon for a while and then we end up on opposite sides of the bed. She had always said that a perfect day at the coast was when you never got out of your pajamas! I guess a lot of women feel this way.The Sun was just starting to come out when my wife, coffee in hand, came out on the deck. She noticed the laptop and she asked if I was already looking at porn. I told I was, that it was her pictures that I was looking at. She shifted the conversation abruptly when she asked, “So how was Donna last night?”“You told her how I like when you ride my face, didn’t you?” I asked.“Well I showed her the video, so yeah. Does that bother you?” she said.“I guess, I suppose not,” I stammered.“Good! Well almanbahis yeni giriş anyway, tell me about it!” she said in a pleasant and interested tone.I gave her every gory detail. How Donna never really got undressed. I described how I gave in to the situation and focused on making her cum with my mouth. I told her how she had me naked the entire time and would, and this was weird to me; watch T.V. while holding my cock. I admitted to my wife that when Donna took my cock in her mouth, that even though I wasn’t attracted to her, I got hard. Then I tried my hardest to describe what it felt like when I felt Donna grab my hand while sitting on my face and squirt lotion into it just like you do. I told my wife that I knew I would come quickly after that.I saw my wife giggle a little from behind her coffee cup that she held in both hands. “I knew that would get to you!” she said with some noticeable pleasure. “About that T.V. thing, Donna was nervous about it so I told her to act interested and then act disinterested. I knew you would do whatever by now anyway but I needed her to go for it. I figured after showing her the video of me riding your face that if she did some of the same things as I do that you would respond. That’s amazing, so she really did it!” my wife said. My wife paused and took another sip of coffee as if a thought was floating around in her mind.I picked up on more and more things now. My mind while still under the control of the ‘zero to sixty’ change in our sex life began to clear slightly. I asked, “Why did you need Donna to go for it? Why not Sally (who looked hot to me from the pictures)?”My wife replied, “Well, when I first found all the things on your profile. I couldn’t believe it! I knew you were more than interested by the sheer amount of stuff on your profile! It was when I read your stories that almanbahis giriş I got my interest piqued. Some the stuff was crap honestly, unbelievable and ridiculous! But then some stuff made me actually break out the magic wand! After that, I began to notice that the videos you collected had a lot of white women with my shape and size with every kind of man but mainly black men. After watching a couple of videos it was easy to begin to fantasize that it could be me. Then I got to thinking that what is realistic and not crazy. It would have to be a balance of giving you your fantasy of me being a hot wife and you having fun too from losing a certain amount of control. You did have fun, didn’t you? Do you want me to stop? I’ll stop if you want me to!”What a dumb ass I was! I way too quickly said, “No!”“I figured as much,” she said.Then it was quiet for a little bit. There were a couple of good tunes on the radio and we took some relaxed deep breaths. I broke the silence because it was killing me and I was dying to know, so I said, “So how was your night?”Upon the words leaving my lips, my wife jumped up and said, “Just a second!” She shuffled off into the house, coffee in hand, and returned with memory card and handed it to me. “See for yourself honey!” she said so sweetly.I took the card and inserted it into my laptop. My wife got up and left to go inside and busied herself with making another cup of coffee. The pictures opened up. It appeared that there were two other couples besides my wife and Bob and Sally. I laughed to myself when I realized I could recognize Bob and Sally naked and yet I hadn’t really seen them naked in person. Once again there weren’t a lot of pictures, maybe thirty-five or so. Every one of the group looked in good shape not perfect but definitely not obese or out of shape! The women all looked like fun to me!The first few showed everyone in various states of undress. Then once again my wife was going down on each woman there. One of the women put their thumb in one picture to give a ‘thumbs-up’ while her head was between some ladies legs.