I began to remember something I once read about it’s the very same mechanism that produces excitement that also produces fear and that the only diff...rence between fear and excitement is your attitude towards it, but before I could think about it anymore, there was a knock at the door. I looked out of the window and saw his car on the drive and a smile played across my lips. Meeting in person was a step further than either of us had really expected in the beginning, but now, here he was on the. My hands were caressing her back. She was moaning. Just my kissing was making her moan. I embraced her tight. She raised her hair around and I could now see her face clearly. She was smiling. She said, you know the art of love making. Who taught you all this? I said the nature. She said, why nature is not teaching anything to your uncle? I became gloomy for a while, understanding her plight. I said, why don’t you train him?She didn’t answer but just kept kissing me. Now it was her turn to show. I laid her back on the bed and worked my way down and started licking her pussy. I stopped and looked into Marybeth’s eyes and said I taste the lube from a rubber. You little minx You just got fucked didn’t you? She was horrified and started to babble but I stopped her by telling her it was cool and resumed licking her pussy. In no time I had her cumming like gang busters. When I was done I whispered I just wished I’d seen it. She relaxed a bit and we talked about it. She admitted fucking him. The game was simple. We bought blank note cards and envelopes. Then, we agreed on three scenarios, a mild one, a sexy one and a wild one. We wrote each on a card and sealed them in individual envelopes. The game began on our next date night. We'd booked a hotel room in a nearby city. Before we left, my wife selected one of the three sealed envelopes, having no idea which scenario she'd picked, and put it in our bags. The night was very sexy by itself. My wife wore a very short black mini-skirt.