Paula and the Crown - Continued

My name is Marcos and I am 40 years old, my wife's name is Paula, she is 38, we have been married for 14 years. And following on from my previous story (Paula and the crown), after that first experience of ours, Paula started going out with Carlos whenever he came to shop in our city.
As soon as everything was arranged, Paula would call me to tell me that she and Your Carlos were going out, giving the details of what they had agreed, how he arrived in the morning before lunch I already knew that she'd climb up and get her potion full of shit.
For three months this happened to her normally, until one day Paula calls me around four o'clock in the afternoon saying that she was upset because Carlos had just called and said he needed to come back urgently. There had been an accident on his farm so they couldn't stay overnight in town.
I told her it's okay, since there was nothing we could do... the only way is to wait until next time.
Later I came home, thinking that she would be upset but instead was very happy and lay on the couch waiting for me. She asked for a kiss and said she had some news to tell me.
I told her to tell me right away, so she said that Carlos had just left our house. She knew he was going for a walk there and when he came home after 40 minutes...
So he came in, we talked for a while and then started kissing. His dick got hard.
I said, "I don't think she did it". So then she says... She puts her hand underneath the skirt and panties.
I did what she asked, and it wasn't a lie. She was really horny when we talked about going to the room that had been set up for me with her ragged bedsheet. In the bedroom he showed us our messed-up bed...
We took off our clothes, I appreciated the damage in her bottle. It was more open than before and it had a thicker cock... so we made a nice sixty-nine.
Then she asked me if I liked it, said that I loved it. She just didn't think she would have the guts to do this in our bed because we had a great time.
I asked her if she still didn't have the guts to give it up for another in front of me, and she said that all three together would not make her feel comfortable. But if I could watch without participating, she would catch on because she knew I was gonna be dying from a hard-on watching her fuck with each other.
I told her that I'd been thinking about it for a while, but hadn't said anything because I thought she wouldn't get the hang of it. Especially since it would have to be in our bed.
I asked her if she'd noticed that our built-in closet had these ventilation tiles on the doors and from inside of it you could see into our bed. My plan was simple: If she convinced him to eat her, new in our bed,
And so we started to mature the idea, and I figured out what was the best position for it; I came up with a way of arranging things in my closet that would make it more spacious and comfortable; we made sure our kids were at school by making this an afternoon. We spent some time reviewing the plan until we knew if it was feasible -- meanwhile she went on two extra night trips with him.
So we agreed that the next time would be at home, according to our plan, on the day he called she said I was traveling and so it wasn't going could go out tonight because you had to stay with our children, which is the only way was climbing home like last time, he found, they arranged for a best time there by four o'clock in the afternoon, then called me to let us know everything was right, it was gonna be that evening.
Right after lunch I made up an excuse and went home, took advantage of it and gave a good check on everything, then she had taken a bath cleaned herself, I was left alone in my underwear because of the heat that would pass inside the closet, we were waiting for him to arrive.
We heard the pickup coming, we saw that it was him, went to his room and she locked me in the closet and came out and met him, then both of them entered the room already clutching each other, kissing one another and soon they were without clothes, he asked her to give a little wash on the stick, took with him to the bathroom and when he passed through the cabinet sent me a small kiss, returned went to bed and they started with a beautiful sixty-nine, his dick just hardened into her mouth until it became quite hard, she really was thicker than mine, so she got over him making sure to stand opposite where I stood Or the stick in the pocket door, sitting on it and rolling around until you got that whole dick inside of your pocket, just leaving the bag outside.
Then he started going up and down for quite a while, then changed his position back to me and sat on him again leaning forward so that I could see the well-groomed bouquet with my stick buried in it when he saw she was about to mock, came out from above so he would fuck her in mommy/daddy's pose which is how he liked to joke around.
It was an incredible sight, to see another man on top of my wife and know that he's sticking a stick in her and soon she would be making fun of him and filling it with fuck. I was controlling myself not to make fun so he started screaming, buried deep into her holding his stick there at the bottom.
The scene I saw was marvelous, my wife with her legs spread wide open and the bottle tucked up letting me see a hole in it that's wide open. And inside of it poured out a good amount of shit, melting our bed.
They rested a little, then he said that I was going away so it wouldn't be too conspicuous. She agreed to help him get ready and just in his underwear went with him to the door, came back as soon as she let go of me fell off her bottle wanted to feel the taste of hot fucking
She said she loved spying on me and that it made her hornier, so she asked if I liked it.
We're taking some time to get back into the house, while she keeps going out with him at night.
We're not looking for new relationships, but if any couples want to get in touch with us and exchange information we will select and respond to those that are of interest.