“Because I’d love to see you naked, even from a distance!”Crystal felt her fingers caressing the skin of her right breast, closing in to her nip...le. Her tongue slipped out to wet her suddenly dry lips.“Why? I mean, I am nothing special…”Her voice dropped off, her fingers had found her nipple and squeezed the brown, hard flesh, sending flashes of pleasure to her brain.“Because you are a beautiful woman, full of life, possibilities and undiscovered depth.”She had stopped squeezing her nipple,. I was surprised I got any reply back and was even more surprised when I came to know that I had been contacted by a married Indian woman.This was too good to be true, my years of searching had finally yielded me the elusive married Indian wife. My brain was going haywire, thinking of all the things I would do to her and the different scenarios that I wanted to play out.But then I paused for a moment, skeptical, even though my hunt for the ever elusive and secretive married Indian wife had. It was like the typical scene of an old Southern general store or feed and seed with usually a couple of old gentlemen sitting there shooting the shit and playing checkers.No different here, as bunch of different old retired guys were there at one time or another. I hoped to get by them unnoticed, however these two were particularly lively smart alecks.“Hey stock boy, come over here.”Seemed who ever worked here became “stock boy” to them, and I was not getting out of this.“What can I do for you. Gret our new friend was very tactile and was touching Angie which made her even hotter and I was unsure where this would lead but was hoping it would lead to sex. When the sun was setting we were all a little drunk and Hans suggested we carry on drinking in their room , well I thought this could be our first swap, we had talked about it but never made any attempt to go any further, walking into the hotel I whispered to Ange how far do you want this to go & she just kissed my cheek and.