I allowed him to touch my knee and felt him slide his hand up my thigh. then his hand moved to my blouse and fondled my breast again. I admit, dancin... with all those men, the drinks, and the kissing had got me excited. Against my better judgement I allowed his hand into my blouse. We continued kissing for several minutes while he mas- saged my breast, then he succeeded in unbuttoning my blouse and unhooking my bra. Almost like magic his hands where on my breasts, the coolness of the evening. But, for the next two weeks I’m on vacation.”“Can I come when you go for walks?” Bella asked. She hadn’t figured it out yet, but being with them felt right, comfortable, familiar.“Anytime.”I LISTENED TO VIVALDI’S Four Seasons on the stereo floating out though the open kitchen window and sipped a glass of white Chardonnay. Sitting in the dark, I enjoyed the sound of crickets. Penny lay at my side. A damp breeze still promised rain. I wanted it to come and clear the heavy air. Tomorrow, swimming.. Her breathing was nearly frantic. He was turning her on to no end. She squirmed, and pushed her tongue deeper than before. She was breathing SO FAST!She was doing some exploration, her own self. Her hand traced circles on his chest, feeling the hardness of his pectoral muscles. She gently squeezed, then pinched HIS nipple. Then she felt the smoothness of his stomach, with its underlying hardness. Her hand moved to his muscled shoulder, rubbing down onto his biceps. THEY WERE SO VERY HARD!! She. I have always dreamed of a beautiful sexy white wife to be with, but never dreamed it would happen."I moved my lips to his and kissed him deeply as I felt him responding. His arms went around me and pulled me close. We kissed like a couple of high school teens on prom night getting ready to experience sex for the first time. We pulled apart as we both were breathing hard. We lifted our glasses and Buck said, "To our first whatever." We both laughed and sipped some ChampaignWe sat looking at.