She had worn her sari well below her navel andwhat a beautiful navel she had got! In addition to allthis. It made anerotic sound when she walked. And,...she had a veryattractive and somewhat sexually aroused kind of face.The kind of face that tells ‘Yes, take me, I’m allyours’. She asked me to come in to the consulting room. I gotup from the bench and started walking. But, I was notable to walk. She came to my help. I put my hand onher shoulder and leaned on her. It was a strangecondition. My leg. My fantasies about another man intimately touching my wife began to come to reality when his fingers massaged her large mounded breasts and pink areolae, caressed her nipples to thick pointed hardness. She sighed contently. His hands slowly moved on down her belly, over and between her parted thighs, down her legs to her feet and toes. It was not until he had worked on each foot that Phil moved to again stand beside her body on the table. One hand again massaged her heavy breasts. The other. However, in the end I made time and I went round to her place for an afternoon. She opened the door in her dressing gown and she led me in. We kissed in the lounge and her dressing gown was removed to reveal a silk night gown. She told me that I would get a few surprises today. The first was where she led me. This time I was led into the master bedroom. She asked me if I had my camera and when I said yes she told me to get it out and to sit on the chair in there. She proceeded to lie on the bed. A couple of the men wanted to stop but the master ordered them to continue. They all fired with only one hitting her square in the chest knocking her out. The master through a pail of water on her and brought her back to reality. She just hung there with no life in her body at all. The bee bee gun was next up, with the bells again being the targets. She again suffered sharp pains as the bee bees hit her chest and nipples leaving marks behind. Her nipples became very red and extremely sensitive..