I returned his kiss and offered my tongue. He took it, his lips and tongue tasting of the whiskey we both were sipping. Warm and soft, long slow kisse.... He began lightly rubbing me chest, slow kisses, tongue moving across my teeth and lips. I started to unbutton his shirt, but he had no patience, standing up and pulling it over his head. His naked chest was smooth and his nipples large. I stood up and began to kiss them, rolling them with my tongue. Salty. Stiffening. He groaned.I begin to. How would he react to this fantasy that she had described to me? Would he also enjoy being blindfolded and completely open to the will of a stranger?, Would he succumb to that kind of power, to the enjoyment of his body being pleasured by someone he could smell, touch and taste but not see? When she asked if I would be interested in being a part of the fantasy and being the mystery woman I was thrilled and terrified, but also so turned on all at the same time. I couldn’t wait and yet, being the. I loved the taste and texture of man jizz so much and taken great care with making sure my makeup was just right to look as much like a real woman as I could, I didn’t want to mess it up, and the idea of cum on my face never crossed my mind and never appealed to me. I had been with a lot of married men whose wives wouldn’t suck their dicks or wouldn’t swallow their load if they did that I was glad to let them experience that with me. At the time I worked Mon to Fri and would usually play on. You both have to do what I say. It is my fantasy and I have been thinking abouth this for a long time. I want it to go like I have always thought."John looked at me and we nodded at each other. "Whatever you say Stacey." and leaned in and started to kiss her. I was already aroused at this point and told them lets take it to the bedroom."OK babe....you are the boss. We are ready for you. John and I are ready for whatever you want to do."Stacey went to the bed, layed down in the middle and patted.