My wife has a studio at the bottom of the garden where she paints.

I arrived home to suggest we go out, but she wasn’t there.  The diary said she had booked a massage with the beautiful Lily.

Hearing noises from the studio, I peered in through the window, and saw them, naked, enjoying a noisy 69.  I whipped out my stiffening cock and masturbated as I watched these two in action – bliss.

I crept back inside to sleep and woke, recalling the wonderful dream, only to realise the two naked women in front of me were no dream.