My wife looked at me and smiled:“I LOVE you SO much” my wife said, smiling so sweetly “and I’d like you to put that in me” she said, nodding...down to my rock-hard cock, and then added, “but will you do it from behind… Doggie style?”“Sure” I replied, “But I thought that you said Doggie Style was so impersonal?”“Baby?” She explained, taking my hand in hers, “What you and I are now doing is the most intimate and personal thing that a couple could ever do! You are sharing your wife with another man. He smiled and began to fuck his wife.He never looked up again and fucked his wife until they climaxed together.The next morning I saw Harv in the kitchen. He was making coffee."Morning, Jenny." This morning I looked closer at him than before, especially the crotch of his pants. His son didn't have the equipment I saw on his father last night. "I'm sorry about last night. Mabel and I use the hot tub sometimes after dark."I tried to act casual, "Hey, I'm sorry I interrupted, Dad." He insisted I. Note that this was before the days of the drive-thru plastic surgery like they have now. They walked into the pit next to the table, kissed, and turned to us. I noticed him holding a plastic tub.The man spoke first in a polite, but commanding voice, "Welcome, guests. I see we have newcomers. Our rules are simple. 'No', in any form, means immediately stop what you are doing. Do not think, do not analyze, do not question. You STOP!"The woman spoke, "This goes for men and women. If you think you. Although not planned, one of the guys we talked about would get his chance to swing his balls into my wifes ass real soon. With the sun setting Tom drove our van as his wife lay sleeping next to him. Bored and sitting quietly directly behind him I had convinced my wife to remove her panties from under her skirt where curled up she pretended to be sleeping in the chair behind Toms’ wife. I continued hiking her skirt up more even rubbing her pussy from time to time as she pretended to sleep.