My 52 yr old wife Ann (names changed)works for an older couple in a large house, cleaning mainly - or so I thought until I was offered some work helping the gardener. her hours had seemed to go from 3 to 5 or more hours & now I know why...... She went into the house & I helped Paul, Claire & her were smiling & chatting as the door closed...an hour later I walked past the guest room, movement caught my eye & my mouth dropped & I stood transfixed as I saw a very familiar bottom, poking into the air as Claire brought down a leather riding crop - swish...crack - the nude tied by her wrists to the bedposts squirmed, gasping..'You naughty bitch' said the older woman clearly as she brought the crop down again, causing my wife to pull in her clenched buttocks, a sob escaping her..I made to move, shocked, angry, and then she turned her head, a broad wide eyed grin on her face she wriggled delightfully 'Sorry..please...please..' Claire smiled too, kissed her bottom & turned her over, arms crossing awkwardly followed by a swishing stroke across Ann's stomach - a red stripe grew across her deep soft navel area, she arched, legs now parted wide & I saw in amazement my wife's employer straddle the panting nude &, hitching up her pretty summer frock, she squatted a few inches above her & a clear shower of droplets spattered lightly over the bound woman's abdomen. In moments frock & bra were gone, 2 nude women squirming almost silently together on the bed, fingers probed, pushed & entered my wife's body, wet sounds came as she was fingered gently for 5 minutes or so, as with the other hand she reached round & massaged what looked like vaseline around the dark star pucker of her anus making Ann groan, her face a study in rekaxed pleasure. Then Claire stood up & called 'Paul, come here please' I looked round & realised the 60 year old tanned & fit looking gardener was gone, next time I looked throough the window a naked, obviously aroused man stood over my wife, he roughly turned her, pulling at her hips so her arse was raised & she lay on tied arms & side of her face, she moaned softly as without any foreplay he slowly but firmly thrust his engorged cock straight up & into her upturned bottom, long minutes of strong stroking, cock going ever deeper into her & she began to gasp, his roughened hands rolling her nipples, sometimes a hard finger driving into her sensitive navel (which she has always liked). Claire watched smiling as her gardener anally fucked my wife, his muscular buttocks clenching & arching back as he took her helpless but evidently pleasured body, Ann was red faced, mouth open & panting, breasts swaying with the erect nipples brushing the bed, she yelped 'Ohh god..ohh yesss' as he slowly & delibertely pushed his whole length into her, she squealed then 'Ahhh my belleeee..ohh' Paul stopped, then slowly rotated his hips..she almost screamed then, & as he pulled & tugged her nipples my wife jerked, spasm after spasm of orgasm made her judder as she begged him to fuck her - begged him shrilly, uncaring who heard ..or saw..' Pleeease...have me...fuck me..cum in my belly please' Smiling, sweating, the gardener pulled from her with an audible sucking sound, turned her over &, discarding the condom he'd worn, began to shaft her bareback, 15 minutes of hard, vigorous sex as her legs crossed behind his back, his flat stoamch slapping against her softer broader one. Claire was stroking her own sex as she watched 'good whore, take him!' she hissed as they coupled, bed creaking now as he began to near his climax. Claire nimbly crouched over Ann's face & felt the tongue protrude into her wetness, she wriggled lightly, leaned on her hands & rode her face, along in slow sweeps, wetting my wife's lips & face, Paul stared at Claire's now exposed anus & with a grating yell began to pump harder, a cry from Ann & I knew he was beginning to empty his balls into her sex. He came, long spurts of semen sprayed up into my wife as she juddered, arched, forcing her pelvis hard onto his to get it all inside her guts...she settled as he withdrew, an idiot grin on his face, rolling off her as the 2 women kissed, Claire leaving a wet trail down my wife's stomach as she slid along her - their tongues played as I heard Ann stage whisper..'Wee on me Claire...please?..... More later...