When he got to me, our eyes were still locked, and without saying a word we kissed, the first time I had ever kissed a guy on the lips. We stood there...touching tongues, and almost unconsciously I reached down and put the palm of my hand against his zipper, felt his half hard cock, and begun to slowly rub it. I was definitely in a fog, and when we stopped kissing he looked into my eyes and said, " have a car out front," and without another word being said he reached down, took my hand, and I. One of those hands then drifted down to feel her round buttocks. I could even feel her body heat, from where I was sitting.While her black lover kissed her soft neck, his free hand got down to fondle her hard nipples. Ana’s body shivered with the touch.My sensual wife glanced at me from time to time; looking for my approval and making sure I was still watching. Her show made my dick get hard inside of my trousers.I watched as these black hands slipped down to her thong, finding that her sweet. But it wasn't. She looked like her but she lookedreally different at the same time. Like she'd gone to seed a little. Herhair was big and curly, her bust bigger, the cleavage showing to arisqu? degree, her bare arms mildly fleshy where once they'd beenmuscular and trim.She looked, if anything, like a very ordinary, slightly sluttyreceptionist - not like the athletic go-getter she was meant to be."Sam? What are you... What are you doing on reception?" What are you talking about? I've always been. Ant had this idea." He kept his eyes on the carpet, betraying the guilt that he was feeling. "He thought it would be hot if we each took a pair from your drawer then... used it... and put it back so you wouldn't notice."Jo crossed the room and slid her top drawer open. At first glance, her underwear appeared untouched. She rooted through them with her hand, feeling moisture in several pairs."I couldn't say anything... I had to go along. I'm sorry, Mom. I know how much you like it when we all....