Cum stains on friends furniture

Because we often had kinky weekends at our friends places there was favorite pieces of furniture at each place my Mrs had spent many hours on her back letting us just party in her pussy. A round ottoman, a high backed couch, brass bed, low filing cabinet, some had wrist and ankle straps which just stayed on between times. We had many more non sexual visits because they were all out good friends, but some of the stains were pretty hard to not notice sometimes. There would be blushes, and awkward pauses, a nervous giggle. Every so often it would trigger her horny feeling even surprising her by the sudden rush of wanting to just undress and lay on the item on her back as she had many times. It took a bit for her to tell me about it, not wanting her feeling mess up our friendships. It took many years before she finally believed I wasn't going to get jealous. I was happy to let her give in , usually we planed everything we did kinky, so it was a treat brought on by cum stains, a couple of straps. Many times she only told me when we got home hot pillow talk, but sometimes on a ordinary day, just stopping by to have a cup of coffee, smoke some pot...She would whisper she was all hot, she levees the decision up to me me. I was shocked every time as it was unexpected. The stains on the ottoman in the right light, the squeak of a day bed spring . Once she got my nod she just started with out announcing anything, She would strip in the little sexy dance she would do for the guys. Then she would lay back on what had got to her and wait for us to get hard. We never cleaned the stains on our car seats. She once pumped the shiftier knob on a friends Mazda RX7. So every time we went for s ride with him there would be some giggles and a little tease, like saying that if she wasn't on the pill we could have had a baby convertible. , or saying that the shiftier throbs when she got in the car. On a hot Texas day a long drive in a sports car with AC was like a vacation. Our teasing about the swifter and other things she had done in the cat usually got me, and him blow jobs on the ride. People in taller vehicles could see down into to Mazda and see her sucking, it was over 100 miles to where there were cool canyons with swimming streams, sometimes we pulled off the HWY and popped off in her pussy under the over pass where some on the HWY could see her on the car hood. So even sort rides around town would make her a little hot. The furniture would really get her going to where she just wanted to strip. Sometimes when it was just the guys hanging out we would get a group memory bump and start reminiscing, I'd take notes so she could hear what they said about her sexually, I joked asking them how often they jacked off in the shower thinking about my wife. We would do our impersonations of how she sounded getting off. We would look at the favorite piece of furniture where we had spent hours taking turns between her legs.and wish she was on it. We'd get so turned on we'd have to hit the bathroom and jack off so we could concentrate to finish a project, Some people wouldn't like being reminded of their wild moments so often. They were like a X rated scrapbook , our friend saw the straps on his bed for tying his buddies wife up with so we can fuck her nearly to death.