The trouble is that you have to pretend it's totally unimportant and uninteresting. You have to act like you've seen him naked a million times before....You have to act the way you and Carol do when you're naked together. Can you do that?"I could easily imagine Donna having trouble with that. She's an impulsive sort of girl, and she'd be having some pretty strong impulses upon seeing me naked for the first time. So I suggested, "I think Donna might have trouble with the initial shock. How about. My shirt was ripped off. My torso was entrapped on either side of their magnificent breasts. How lucky was that? Mara whispered, “Ryan, we want to thank you for agreeing to do this our way.” I just stared dumbfounded at the beauty surrounding me. The sight was beyond comprehension. I became transfixed. “We want to spoil you a little.” I was instantly aroused and there was nothing I could do about it. But then I didn’t really want to either. My shorts fell to the floor. Two sets of hands fondled. I assumed at first that my wife may have been taking a siesta so I thought why not join her. When I entered the room she had her eyes shut and I realised she mustn't have heard me come through the door and presumed she was still asleep. As I looked down the bed I admired how the thin cotton sheet clung to her skin and that's when I noticed her hand between her legs. She wasn't sleeping at all, she was pleasuring herself. I took the opportunity to watch unnoticed and began to feel the blood rush. I looked at her into her eyes and I could see lust burning, just what I wanted, she told me she was so happy to have me as a friend, and I told her, its an honor for me too, she told me she had not had any male company other than her husband and he was so formal with her and never bothered to make her laugh or smile, for him I am just a wife, and she said she couldn’t make the difference between a wife and a servant, but she said that’s the way this entire place is, I laughed her and told her.