I grew up in a very religious household so viewed homosexuality as a sin and totally repugnant. Then imagine my surprise not only in seeing what I did, but also in my reaction.

Home early from my gym class (I'd hurt my thigh) I entered our home to find my husband Jason sprawled naked across our kitchen table with his ass in the air. Behind him was our new neighbor of only a few weeks. Our neighbor was semi naked with the biggest erection I've had the fortune to see and he was thrusting it up my husbands ass.

The whole scene seemed unreal until my husband began to ask our neighbor to "Fuck him harder". Then the real mystery to me and my background was how I started to enjoy what I was seeing. Not only in a visual sense but also in a viginal stimulating wetness way. In a very bizzare episode for me I found myself with my hands under my skirt, playing with my clitoris and pussy hole.

Each and every time our neighbor drove his cock into my husbands ass, the thrill of my sexual play increased and I found myself cumming only seconds before our neighbor collapsed on my husbands back, filling his rear passage with his seed.

Hurriedly I moved back outside and got back into my car. I waited five minutes and then revved the motor to signal my arrival. They were both sat at the table fully clothed and drinking beer when I walked in for a second time.

My dilema is not my religious beliefs, but mostly how much I completely and utterly enjoyed seeing my husband getting penetrated anally. How much I got off myself and since the episode, how much I've wanted to witness it again.

Now I have to figure out a way to experience it all again, only I'd like to be present throughout and have my husband know I'm extremely eager to be involved, but how??