I'd rather walk in on her, too. I can almost picture it -- getting off early and surprising her by coming home early. I even pick up flowers and a bottle if wine. But when I open the front door, I announce I am home but hear nothing. I walk through the house with a the flowers and bottle until I get to our bedroom door, where I can hear muffled moans. I figure she must be taking a mid-day break with her vibrator, so I slowly open the door to peak at her pleasuring herself. Instead, I am horrified to see her on all fours, her big tits hanging and jiggling as her pussy gets battered by the big black cock of our neighbor's college-age *******.