It became a bit of a ritual that Angela would be sucking my cock as Harry filled her pussy with his prick in the doggy position and when she was near to coming, he would insert a finger or two into her arsehole.
I would come in her mouth and she would show me my sperm on her tongue before swallowing it and Harry would fill her cunt with his spunk.
Once her cunt was full of his seed she would place her pussy over my mouth and I would then be instructed to lick out the creampie, tasting and swallowing Harry's cum and Angela's juices combined.
Autumn was now turning into winter and Harry had less maintenance work to do in the garden and so his visits, and Angela's extra marital fucking, became less frequent.
Then, one Saturday morning she woke up and said "Robert, come and shave my pussy for me please."
Who was I to turn such a request down? This little duty of mine nearly always resulted in me fingering her freshly shaved and bald pussy before putting my cock right up her for a long, hard fuck.
As I was shaving her and gently parting her cunt lips, she unexpectedly announced "Did you know that Harry has never, ever had a blow job?"
This stopped me in my tracks a little and then she continued "Margaret refused to do it for him; the poor thing"
Margaret had been married to Harry for 35 years before she died and obviously she didn't do that sort of thing.
As soon as she'd made this statement, Angela put on her dressing gown and walked out of the bathroom leaving me slightly bemused and sporting a massive erection. I showered in order to cool my hard-on and after my cock had calmed down, I dried myself and went downstairs just as Angela was finishing a telephone conversation and putting down the telephone.
"See you soon." I heard her say to the person on the other end of the line.
"Would you like a cup of coffee?" She asked me, turning round and heading off into the kitchen.
"Might as well," I replied "I'm not going to get much else from you today by the look of it."
Whilst Angela was making the coffee, the doorbell rang. "I'll get that." Said Angela.
"Glad you could come," I heard her say to whoever was at the door, "come on in." She continued.
Angela walked back into the kitchen and to my surprise Harry was following her. She proceeded to pour three mugs of coffee and we all went into the lounge. As we sat and drank our coffee, we talked about getting the garden ready for the winter and then discussed our preparations for Christmas.
Suddenly Angela stood up and said "Wait there you two." And off she went upstairs.
Harry and I continued to talk about this and that until we could hear Angela coming back downstairs. When she came back into the room, she had changed out of her dressing gown and was wearing a loose, see-through blouse with no bra underneath clearly showing her very erect nipples and dark aureole and she was wearing a skirt that made me open my mouth open wide in surprise.
She was wearing her very short, black leather skirt that was normally only ever worn when she was in 'total whore' mode. It had certainly seen plenty of action in the past and I had cum on and over it many times as we fucked all over the house with her wearing it. At no time had I seen her in it without ending up fucking her stupid or having my cock sucked all day. It was covered in cum stains. My cum stains.
"I have a special treat for you both." She announced.
With that she went back into the kitchen and returned with a glass containing a large measure of my favourite single malt whisky.
"Sit down Robert and take your treat with you." She said.
I sat down and looked up as she then took Harry by the hand and made him stand up in the in front of me, sideways on.
"And this is your treat Harry." she announced
She then knelt down in front of him and slowly undid the belt on his trousers and then let them fall to the floor. She then put her hand over his cock, stroking it through the material of his boxer shorts before eventually lowering them to release his semi-hard cock.
As I looked on, drink in hand, she looked me in the eye before turning back and concentrating on playing with Harry's now hardening prick. Slowly she took it into her mouth and started to work her head back and forth before taking his cock out of her mouth occasionally so that she could lick up and down the sides of his shaft, flicking her tongue over the tip of his cock before she planted an exaggerated kiss on the tip for me to see before taking it all back in her mouth again.
The angle she had positioned Harry and the way she knelt down ensured I had the perfect view.
As she sucked his cock, she played with his balls, occasionally kissing and sucking them right in front of me. She was definitely putting on a real show for the pair of us.
Harry started to moan as she worked her mouth on his cock he placed a hand on the back of her head to make sure she kept it in there. She was so in 'total whore mode' that she wasn't going to stop now and as he moaned more, she sucked harder and deeper.
It was then that I noticed, and heard for the first time, how Harry was reacting to my wife's behaviour.
"Bitch; you dirty bitch; you dirty little cock sucking bitch. Suck me; suck it you little whore" He kept murmuring to her over and over.
I had never realised before how much of a turn on watching my wife playing with another man's cock would be. My own cock was now aching and was bigger than I had known before but it was still constrained under my clothing.
"Fuck, I'm going to come." He then announced loudly.
At this point I couldn't help myself. "Come in the bitch's mouth," I ordered him, "come in my slutty wife's mouth. Make her swallow it, make her taste your spunk. She's your cock sucking little bitch now, put your hand behind her head and make her suck you." I continued.
With this encouragement, Harry let out a long moan as he thrust his hips forward to fill her mouth totally with his cock and I could see Angela was taking his cum into her mouth. I could see his cock twitching as stream after stream of cum poured into her mouth. She carried on sucking making sure she had completely emptied him of his last drops of spunk, she even reached down and started to squeeze his balls. She was almost making it her mission to ensure that every single drop of spunk, every individual sperm was transferred from him into her mouth.
Once she was satisfied there was no more spunk available, she slowly stood up. I expected her to show Harry his spunk in her mouth before swallowing it but she didn't. She walked over to me, tilted my head back and put two fingers into my mouth. Using her fingers, she prised my mouth open and then leaned forward and very slowly let his spunk pour out of her mouth into mine. The dirty bitch was involving me in some cum swapping. Slowly and purposefully she let his spunk fall from her mouth into mine.
It tasted so differently this time as normally I had only ever tasted his spunk when it was mixed with her cunt juices. It tasted like salt had been mixed with egg white and it was all now in my mouth.
Angela looked down and said "Whatever you do, keep it there; Don't swallow it and don't spit it out."
She then removed her lacy pants and went and got a cushion off the sofa and laid down on our sheepskin rug with her bum on the cushion so that her her pussy was up in the air.