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I think I caught her, and I love it!My wife never seemed the type to cheat. Sex, or acting sexy, talking about it, etc. was not really her thing. She was, for all intents and purposes, a bit of a prude, or vanilla I guess you could say. I guess the most likely reason is that when she had a few drinks, she really couldn’t feel things sexually. She definitely could not reach orgasm when drunk. And like most women who tend to lose their inhibitions when they have a few too many, she was more of a party person, not getting frisky at all. I guess that perhaps the difference for this story is that she had smoked pot, and not drank much. Let me start from the beginning. We were on a camping trip, just the two of us. The first night we had our hike, and after cooking some food, we settled by our campfire. Another couple around our age (30s at the time), were sitting by their fire at the site next to ours. I put on the radio, and I guess they liked our choice in music. Before long they joined us by our fire, and we all hit it off incredibly. They were both quite good looking, and I think my wife took a liking to the husband right away. She definitely acted a bit like a school girl around him, laughing at some pretty bad jokes, and touching his shoulder or putting her hand on his leg from time to time. That night we didn’t think much of it, and we all stayed up nearly until the sun was rising. We drank a ton that night. I think we cracked our first beer about 7pm, and by sunrise the 4 of us had finished everything in both our coolers, and some hard liquor. When they went back to their tent, we immediately heard them fucking like rabbits. I tried to get my wife interested in our own fun, but like I said, too much booze, and she had absolutely no interest. That next morning, we were beyond hung over. We had planned a rafting trip, but didn’t feel up to making it. We hung back in our tent, eventually making our way to have a quick swim to try to refresh ourselves and feel better for that night . After dinner we made our fire again, and the husband from the campsite next to us wandered over. We asked where his wife was, and he said she in for the night. Too much drinking for her the night before, but she did manage to force herself to raft that day. He said when they got back she felt so sick to her stomach from being on the water ,and so hung over that she just went straight to bed. My wife made a joke saying something like, “I guess you won’t be getting lucky again like you did last night”, and smiled at him. This was not like her. She usually wouldn’t bring up sex to someone else, but maybe the hangover canlı bahis had her still acting a bit silly. He sat next to us by the fire, and asked how we were feeling. We both told him how sick we felt from the night before and figured we wouldn’t be doing any drinking that night. Then he said he felt great, and offered us his solution. He passed my wife a well rolled joint, and told her this will have her feeling better in no time. She never smokes pot, but I guess the idea that it may help the hangover did the trick. Or maybe she was trying to impress him. Either way the three of us smoked a good amount over the next hour or so. And sure enough we were all feeling well, cracking jokes, and having a great time by the fire. Then it started to get pretty cold. A front must have moved in, and the temperature dropped quickly. My wife went into our tent and came back out with a big blanket, and a sweatshirt. She gave me the sweatshirt, and wrapped herself up in the blanket. She suggested to our friend that he run back to his tent to get warmer clothes and come back. But he said he really didn’t want to disturb his wife, and he knew if he went in that tent, she would definitely make him go to bed. So she did what any nice person would do, and offered him half of the blanket. They cuddled a bit closer together now, and with the blanket wrapped around them, I couldn’t see either of their bodies. He passed me another joint, and as i smoked it I realized I was getting really tired and close to passing out myself. But I didn’t want to leave them alone, so I just hung out quietly in my spot across the fire from them. after a bit it seemed as though the two of them kind of forgot I was there. They were really having some good conversations among themselves, laughing and acting like a couple teenagers. I have to say, I was oddly getting turned on seeing someone pay her so much attention, and even more so, seeing her flirt with someone right in front of me. A song came on I really liked, so I turned up the music to sing along. By this point, they really had nothing more to do with me, and with the music loud, they figured I couldn’t hear what they were saying. I could see them leaning into one another, and at one point I thought it looked like they might kiss. But that would be too obvious. Then I saw it. From across the fire, it appeared to me that he had hunched himself up from a sitting position for a quick minute, with movement under the blanket like he had pulled his pants down. I figured maybe I was crazy or stoned or both. But then through the fire, I could clearly see movement under the blanket. It bahis siteleri was an obvious up and down stroking motion directly in front of him, from down by his lap. Either this guy had decided to start jerking off next to my wife, or she was in fact giving him a handjob right there in front of me. As I went to stand up to stop them, I noticed I was hard as a rock. I had no idea why this would turn me on, but the thought of her doing something like that, right in front of me had me wanting to see more. So I stayed in my seat, and didn’t say a word. The jerking motion continued and i played it off like I had no clue. I even brought them both a bottle of water, only to see the jerking stop for a minute, them struggle to get a free hand out from under the blanket ,and then resume their fun the minute I sat back down. I made a few joking comments about how they look like they are having fun over there. But they paid me no attention, and just told me to play another song. So I did. And then I noticed his head tipping back, he appeared to be biting his lip (to stop from moaning I suspect), and all at once the jerking under the blanket seemed to stop. Then my wife stood up, appearing to be wiping her hand on the inside of the blanket. She walked past me to our tent and said she needed to get something, without offering any more explanation. She went back and sat next to him again, getting back under the blanket. Then I saw him fumbling around a bit, and appeared to have pulled his pants back up. I imagine she had gotten him something to clean up with and now he was putting himself back together. She got up from under the blanket again, and said she needed to pee. The campground bathroom was a far walk, so she said she was just going be the trees. She told us guys not to look, with a weird smile on her face. Just as she pulled her pants down and began pissing, I tossed another log on the fire. The place lit up, and we could both clearly see her naked, pissing only a few feet from him. This must have really turned her on, because she didn’t yell at me at all. She just went back to her place under the blanket with her new guy. I decided at this point that I wanted to see what she would do if I was not watching her. So I pretended to fall asleep in my seat. They noticed this when the song ended, because it got real quiet. So they both called my name. I didn’t move. They called to me again, and I did nothing. Then they got really quiet themselves. I am not sure, but I think I heard the sounds of kissing. I tried to peak with one eye to see what they were up to. I could make out that they clearly seemed bahis şirketleri to be facing each other. I faked a cough, and while peaking saw them both kind of jump further apart. I knew for sure they were up to something again, but not certain exactly what. They called over to me again and again, I sat silently. Then I listened and could hear what I know had to be my wife moaning. When the moans got deeper, and it seemed like she was really into whatever was going on, I opened my eyes. From my viewpoint, I could see only the back of her head. She was turned facing him, and appeared to be rocking back and forth while facing him. Perhaps he was returning the favor and finger fucking her. Or maybe she was actually sitting on his cock right there by they fire. I reached down to my own throbbing cock, and began to rub through my pants. As the fire danced, and the visions across from me appeared to be my lovely wife in the throws of ecstasy, I opened my zipper. At this point they were too far gone to pay any attention to me, and I sat there tugging on my cock. I heard her groan, as she only does when she cums real hard. And with that I shot my load right into the fire. I put my cock back, and faked sleep again. I was “woken” up to my wife leading me to our tent and telling me it was time for bed. Our new friend was gone. When I laid next to my wife, I tried to snuggle up close to her. She must have felt guilty about what I assume happened, so she didn’t push me away. I began to kiss the back of her neck, and rub my cock against her. I was still hard from what I imagine when on under that blanket. I began to dry hump her, and she seemed to be okay with it. Then I rolled her onto her back, and pulled my hard cock out. I began stroking it over her as she lay there, while I played with her tits. I remember noticing how erect her nipples were, which was out of the ordinary. Still getting no resistance, I put my hand into her pants and went for her pussy. When my fingers found her hole, it was the wettest I have ever felt in my life. I was either feeling his cum inside her, or her juices from him fingering her. I still don’t know for sure what exactly went down under that blanket. I tried to pull her pants down and put my face down by her crotch motioning that I was going to lick her. But she quickly pushed my face back from her pussy, and told me to just finish. So I fingered her sloppy cunt while I shot another load all over her belly. We fell asleep in each other arms that night, and the next morning our neighbors had already left the camp ground. I never brought it up to my wife again, and never had any hint of anything like that happening again. Maybe it was all my imagination. Or maybe me being stoned, I was seeing things. Or maybe, just maybe, she had herself an incredible night with me only a few feet away from her.

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