From the heat of her lips and breath when she kissed me, I knew she had done all of the preparatory work for me. She was ready. I had to clamp down on...myself, to prevent things from getting too rushed. I didn't want to get too carried away by her apparent enthusiasm. One of the worst mistakes I could make would be to move forward too quickly.I was grateful for the early experience I'd had, especially the times when I'd been with several of the wives at once. I knew orgasms were built, that they. “I have a great idea for something really hot to send you home to your wife. But first you have to promise me that you will go for it.” Lisa said as she looked into my eyes. “I just talked to Steve from the other day and he agreed to come over. He’s going to fuck me while you watch. What do you think?” I replied “Oh God baby that is fucking great.” Just then there was a knock at the door and Steve came in. He was a few years younger than me and a bit heavier. We shook hands and he started. Simply rolling his eyes, Brian returned to the enchanting conversationalist he had found in a long absent friend, promptly topping up her near empty glass. They spoke of all manner of things, from the dotty character of their host to the still somewhat delicate topic of Brian's recently terminated relationship. When the latter was broached, Brian could feel the rage building within him once more as he remembered the heart-rending scene of betrayal he had walked in on the night previous. Though. Apparently a couple of them had beenplaying with a weegie board and it got out. They were accused ofwitchcraft and it made national news. I always thought it was strangethat such a big fuss was made over such an insignificant thing, but Iwould later learn that they were not your typical emo kids. As I flipped through this relic, I found a series of supposed spells thatsounded ridiculous. There was one that would get rid of pimples-I guess amagical oxy pad-and another that claimed to be a love.