Steffen meets her halfway and she places a soft, sweet kiss on his lips. She lingers, shifting gently to share his breath and affection.Then she leans...back and asks, “How was that?”“Beyond words,” he says with a devious grin. “But we can discuss it if you’d like.”“Shut up,” she responds and leans in for a second kiss.His hands start to roam, slipping into her hair. He holds the back of her head to keep the kiss going. His other hand circles around her waist, pressing them together more. Her. She pulled my head toward her chest and I instinctively placed my lips on one of her nipples. Then I pulled her nightie up over her beautiful tits and started sucking on her left nipple. She began to let out little sighs. I moved to her right nipple which made her sigh louder. I knew I had to have breasts like this some day. I started kissing my way up her breasts, to her neck, and then to her lips. I thought to myself, I was becoming a lesbian. We kissed for a few minutes pushing our tongues. As the song played on the music seemed to relax her, but they both were checking to see my reaction I guess. So I got up and went to the mens room, but actually walked around the corner and spied on them. After a few moments my wife rested her head on Jim's shoulder and he kissed her neck as they danced in each others arms. Just as the song ended I saw Jim's right hand slide down to feel my wife's ass while his left hand slipped up to her breast. My wife much to my surprise gave him a french. I followed her upstairs looking at her ample arse as she climbed the stairs.Standing in front of her, I told her to remove her trousers. Her hands shook slightly as she fiddled with the buttons before stepping out of them. I placed my fingers under her chin, lifting her head until her eyes met mine as I smiled reassuringly. She returned my smile, but with no conviction. My fingers slowly began to undo her top, releasing the poppers from the strain they'd been under until they were all open. I.