Breathless, he cupped the swell of her hip and buttock in his measuring palm, feeling her jiggle. Tenderly he glided his shy fingertips up the naked flank of his splayed-open wife, feeling her hip, her waist, the side of her ribcage beneath the pads of his fingers. It was strange to do so, and to know that at the very same time she was giving herself to the other without remorse. There was another man’s thick d**k inside of her now, he marveled in a mesmerized sort of unwilling awe, shamed and yet so peculiarly aroused at the same time. Yes, that man throbbed huge and erect and bare, sliding rhythmically, plunging deep, striving, doing anything he ever wanted, while poor Brad was relegated merely to the teasing outside of her. And yet he could not help himself. He had to touch her sweet wh
