At fifteen my sister had a crush on a guy that she had never met. She said that he only allows couples to take his class. Hence, my involvement.Then c...me the real reason. “I am going to need you to protect my butt. I’m only going to wear my white leotard with nothing on underneath it. I want him to see my hard nipples and my camel toe but I don’t want him to see how wet my pussy gets. Besides that leotard creeps up into the crack of my ass and I don’t want to look stupid pulling it out. Jeanne had never been on a cruise. A week of non-stop love making and sex and we were married 9 months later. Life has been good.I have always shared my fantasies with Jeanne but she claims not to have any of her own. The one fantasy I have had was to know that she had taken a lover, somebody who she was comfortable with for recreational sex. "Not me", she would say. "That's not me. I only need you."A week ago, I came home from work and immediately I knew something was different. Jeanne was. Alma came to the door dressed in a pair of tight black slacks accented by a blue low cut silk top which was partially unbuttoned to reveal just enough cleavage to keep one guessing about how much more of those breasts lay covered under that silk. A sideward glance revealed the outline of a black bra that pushed up her breasts accenting her ample cleavage. Alma welcomed me in and we sat on her office sofa. We had two strong drinks from her mini-bar. The alcohol hit and Alma relaxed. Then Alma. He breasts bobbled out in front of her. Alice felt shy again as he looked over her shoulder and down at her breasts. He reached around and took hold of her nipples between his fingers, teasing them and then pinching then hard. He cupped and squeezed her bare breasts again, rubbing his finger over her nipples and pinching them again.A couple of minutes later he moved Alice over to the edge of the bed. He put his hand on her shoulder and guided her down till she was sitting, looking at him. He.