Turn around of shy wife

[Givemeextra]

I kept re-playing in my mind everything I'd seen and heard since last night, especially this morning as Amit filled my wife's pussy once more while fingering her ass. I was surprised at her reaction (as well as mine!) when he said he thought she'd like having the two of us fuck her—me in her ass and him in her cunt. I'd certainly had one fantasy fulfilled, and granted my wife one of hers in the process. She got to fuck Amit again in front of me and me and her knowing well I was watching her getting fucked , and I got see it. As exciting as it was watching on the web cam, I wanted the real thing even more now. I wanted to be with my wife while Amit fucked her. I wanted the two of us inside her at the same time. And after we'd both cum in her, I wanted to go down on her and clean her up.I found my cock getting stiff.

Just under an hour later, Rehana's car pulled into the garage. I was in the kitchen, waiting thinking of how I would grab her as soon as she came in, lay her on the kitchen table and feast on her sweet, cum-filled pussy, and then fuck her until our juices were mixed.

As the door opened, I moved to carry out my plan, but stopped immediately, a huge grin spreading across my face.

Right behind my lovely wife, was Amit

Amit had to leave to his home town as he fisnhed his work here once he went off Rehana had become too trusty for dick mine was not able to satify her as it was not as big as Amit , even my son Salman got busy with his college and friends so she was these days looking bit not as sexy as she used to be before when Amit was with us then from last few days i again saw her getting back to her normal self of dressing sexy and her glow retuned back on her face I did nto know what was the reason 

Soon, it was the day of our anniversary. It was a Tuesday, and I was at work. Around 10.30 in the morning, just when I was having my coffee break, Rehana called me.

"Honey!" She was panting. "Can you take the rest of the day off and come home?"

"Rehana! Is everything OK? Why are you panting?"

"No ... no ... everything is fine." Rehana gasped. "I am just ... masturbating."

"Oh." Was the only thing I could say at my wife's behavior.

"So, this is what I want you to do." Rehana instructed me. "Come home around 12 sharp. I will be going out soon, dropping our son at my mom's." Rehana's widowed mother lived just down the street, and every "And so the house will be empty. Do you understand?"

I understood this simple instruction.

"Yes, dear. I will go to our house at 12 noon sharp."

"Good. Now fatso, listen to me carefully." Rehana's voice almost dropped to a whisper. "You will enter the house, and go up to our bedroom. Remember the huge walk in closet you were hiding and watching me as Amit pounded me, again and again, with his giant cock? Good! You will hide there, close that door. Take your iPad with you too -- the one that has the camera app."

"Yes, dear." I wondered what elaborate scheme Rehana was planning. She sometimes had this sexual role play games that she made me participate it, which were quite detailed. I wondered if she was planning something similar to those.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Harder! Harder! Ah!" Rehana was now screaming into the phone. No doubt, she was fingering herself to an orgasm.

"Ok! Where was I?" Catching her breath, Rehana continued. "So yes, you will remain hiding in that closet like the little fucking pervert you are."