That moment late at night, I hear moaning coming from down the hall I realize my husband isn't in bed with me. I throw on a lace robe and go to investigate. The sounds grow louder as i softly make my way toward the source. Peeking around the door way I see him behind his visiting cousin. She is begging him "FUCK ME..FUCK ME HARD!" I watch intently. Am I pissed, jealous or angry? No. My hands glide inside my robe and over my breasts as I take this in. Then...my robe falls to the hallway floor and I step in to join
(Yes..this is an actual fantasy my husband and I have talked about)