Great Cuckold Moment 2

The first time we had a man over to our house for a threesome, we agreed that my wife would meet him at the door, and I would stay upstairs until they got settled in the living room. We agreed that 15 minutes should be plenty. He was a co-worker and a guy she had slept with before, but he was still very nervous about being in a threesome with us. When we heard his car pull into the driveway, she dimmed the lights and ordered me upstairs. I heard the doorbell, a moment later, the door open and close, and then try as I might I could hear nothing, not even intelligible whispers. After 15 excruciating minutes, I eagerly headed downstairs looking forward to this new adventure. But she greeted me at the bottom of the stairs, still fully dressed. I was informed that they needed 15 more minutes. I trudged back upstairs and waited patently. On my second attempt, she met me again at the bottom of the stairs, this time I could see that she was topless with nothing but her panties on under her robe. She said they needed another 10 minutes. I lumbered back to our bedroom and waited another 10 minutes. Finally, after 40 insufferable minutes, she didn’t meet me at the bottom of the stairs, and I was finally allowed to enter the living room. She was on top, and they were already fully involved. She didn’t notice me until I started rubbing her back. It was an interesting and fun evening. But I will always remember the waiting.