His large hand was clutching one of her buttocks.“And you was...very good earlier today...very, very good!”“Thank you, sir”Then she felt his f...ngertip. She stiffened. Mr. Jones placed a soft, gentle kiss on her forehead and stroked her hair.“Schmidt kept talking about you behind” he said. His fingertip slid into her rear, just a few millimetres. She nodded quickly. Didn´t really knew what else to do. This was normally off limits, way off limits, but she had heard that some did this, and that. I had heard of sexual escapades, but never planned to take part. There were two known swinging couples. People didn't say too much about them and their lifestyle, but both of the husbands confirmed it by trying to invite us to the lifestyle. Actually, those two have nothing to do with what happened with my wife.We aren't regular heavy partiers, but I guess there are always exceptions. Rum drinks were flowing, and Rachelle was drinking Margaritas. She isn't used to drinking much tequila. We were. I looked up and noticed he was watching me watch him so I smiled bashfully. He smiled back and said, "Got a room in this place? I'm just meeting with some folks staying upstairs." Yes," I said, "just for tonight then I leave town." He shook his head up and down, then he stepped back and shook the piss of his cock so I finally got a good look at it. He had a nice fat cock, uncut, and surrounded by white pubic hair. Then he put it away and he zipped his pants. Then he turned to me and smiled as I. We both became very close and shared numbers as well before we depart.Calls and chats were commonly happened between us from then. Slowly we started sexting as well. She always enjoy the adult jokes I send but never shared her personal sexual feelings with me. But I’m confident that she is sexually aroused whenever we talk about sex and all. Once during festive season, I haven’t got reservation done as I’m a lazy asshole. I asked her whether she got it, my luck favored me very well and she got.