Derek was always telling me how his bucket list included doing twins. He kept asking me to invite Mel. So I had an idea. I suggested we get a house fo... the weekend in Tahoe, I'd see if Mel wants to come. He was so psyched." Chrissy asks me if I wanted to go. She had a devious idea but needed me to help. First, would I fuck Derek? I thought about it. He was pretty hot, in good shape. Chrissy said he had a nice cock. So yeah maybe I'd be down for it. Then she asked if I still went with Phil. Phil. And don’t be afraid that I may rape you or something.” She smiled and replied, “Other than putting your cock inside me, I am okay with anything,”I told I believe in treating the senses one by one. First it was eyes, now comes the nose. The mouth is next. The cock comes much down the list. She was relieved but could not follow what I meant. She looked at me with a puzzled look.I told “I want to smell your pussy. That is all.” She made a face. Bur did not object. I bent down and took my nose near. She came back outside with a shortish skirt and a sun top with four or five buttons undone. We had a few glasses of wine and the skirt was rising up my wife's legs until I could see the beginning of her pubic hair. Instant hard-on! She was well lubricated in more ways than one. As her legs parted slightly to enable me a better look, I could see she was wet and her pussy lips were well parted. She had opened the sun top at my bequest so I could just see one nipple also. Where we were seated. “Could I …” she began but I cut her off.“What a waste,” I said, “use your tongue.”“But, Miss,” she sounded and looked appalled.“It won’t kill you. Now, get on with it or it will be another spanking.” As I mentioned the word ‘spanking’ I leant down and picked up the paddle that Mo had dropped onto the carpet. I had no intention of using it, but the action could be and was so easily misinterpreted. With her face screwed up in disgust she bent her face to the table and took a few tentative licks.