)Liftman also agreed for this. Then suddenly my wife lifted her top and removed it she was standing stark naked in front of us. The liftman was just l...oking at her and also adjusted the light to see her better. She gave her top to be hanged onto the lift, now my wife was fully naked.Her top and pant were in control of a stranger. She tried to come back into the water, where liftman, in disguise of helping her, rubbed her boobs from back, and ass as well. Then liftman said to me, “You come, and. I taste her sweet tastes. Our tongues explore each other's and our hands roam. Getting lost in the moment, I didn't realize my blanket had fell open in the front. My hardness is exposed and pressed up against her clothed belly, touching the bottoms of her breast. If not for the smock the head would be between them. Realizing this makes me harder. Breaking our kiss she looks down seeing me exposed from the front, the blanket open all the way to the floor. Tucking her hands under the cover at my. ?Go here, now, just like this.?He smiled again as he heard her breath hiss. He never took his eyes from her face as he watched the emotions that played across her face – incredulousness, horror, shock, realization, acceptance, and finally shame as she hung her head. She squatted down, and he heard the sound of urine hitting the ground. He could almost feel her humiliation as the sound reverberated off his truck, echoing loudly in the quiet of the night. It was unmistakable. When he heard. ”“She will. Just tell her. Don’t ask.”Bully Brock again, but I think he was right. There was a large dose of submissive that Brock made my wife swallow, and I was going to prescribe more.“I’ll tell her that I’m going to do it for her.”“She’ll like that.”“I’ll bet she was wound up after dancing.”“Yeah, martinis helped. We drank for a long time before we started dancing, and she was already ‘wound up’ before we stepped onto the dance floor.”“Martinis do loosen her up. Me too.”He smiled, “Willow.