Terry’s backyard adventure

I quickly drove around the block and watched them approach and park in front of my house. They quietly got out and started to walk around to my gate. I left my car and snuck around the other way and into the house. Through our sliding glass door I could see my wife laying on the patio on her stomach. Through a side window I could see the men sneaking around the other way. Looking back to my wife I saw her stir and roll onto her back. She looked around and slowly reached down and started to finger her unsatisfied pussy. She reached over and put some more lubricant on her hand and worked it into her lips.

I quickly ran upstairs and loaded up our video camera. I went and checked out a few of the upstairs windows for the best vantage point. The men had quietly worked their way around the house and were silently taking turns peeking around the corner at my masturbating wife. I went back downstairs and peeked out the window, taking shots of her and her attentive audience. She was lost totally in her activity and didn’t notice the men. Some had removed their shirts. At this point let me describe each of the men. Three were white. One, the supervisor, about 40 years old. The other two were about 30 and 21. One of the other guys was a latino with the stereotypical macho look-very muscular and tanned. The last man was black and about 6′-4″.