She smiled to him, took his hands in her own and led them to her tits. "I can see you want to touch them. Go on then. They are not dangerous."That bub...le of silence I experienced the day I met Helen, returned. Everything seemed to take place in slow motion. I was mesmerised as I watched Alfred's hands take possession of my wife's lovely tits. Her nipples grew very hard as his hands caressed them. I could see her mouth move, whereupon Alfred took her nipples between two fingers and pinched them.. Michael, with both his hands firmly holding Lauren's behind, pulled her waist towards him, progressively forcing his penis deeper into her wet, tight but accommodating vagina, until her abdomen was pressed on his. Tightly, Lauren gripped Michael, and she quickly placed her head onto his shoulder, bearing down on it. With her lips parted, she breathed deeply.Michael pulled his waist back slightly, then thrusted deep back into Lauren, again pulling her closer with his hands, grasping hard on her. After a bit of idle chatter, V invited me to join her on the sofa. I was careful not to make any quick moves as I got out of my chair and moved to sit on the sofa, but not next to V. We seemed to be making progress, and I did not want to scare her off. After a few more minutes, V wanted to talk about the rape and how brutal it was. I listened to her, seething inside, but trying to act like a concerned friend who was interested in her, but not in the sordid details of the rape. We had been in. Sometimes in full view of our spouse. Sometimes with another like minded couple. Nothing is hidden. Nothing is coerced. There is no lasting emotional bond, only sexual pleasure. Between marriage partners, the ‘like minded couple’ used to be called wife swapping. I hate that term.”“Me too. Wife swapping sounds like women are property. You swap cars or clothing but not women. Nobody owns me. Ever. However, I sometimes rent myself out for an hour or two. (grin) That’s business, not ownership.”“I.