Then we both giggled.We talked about school and what was going on. Wendy was working the late shift tonight instead of the early dinner crowd so she h...d a few minutes to enjoy the time with us. She hadn’t put on much weight yet and still looked painfully thin, but she was definitely more relaxed and didn’t jump to run to the kitchen when Damon asked for more milk. I got the honors for that one. When I sat back down, I felt Kate gently pat my thigh. When I looked, I saw that neither of her hands. "I just smiled and nodded then I asked,"How do you know so much about all this?"She only smiled and said softly,"Trust me, I know." Nan, are you talking about you and Mike, your husband? Are you into the things you mentioned?"Again she smiled coyly and after a long pause she answered,"Yes we are. That is how I am sure about some guys enjoying watching other men screwing their wives. Mike loves to watch other men do me. I have to admit I enjoy it too. Are you shocked Jim?" No, not shocked. A. All the while she squeezed me tighter and put her free hand up to her forehead. “ooh, oh god! Shit that feels good! You’re a, uh, natural Greggy! Mmmh.” I was emboldened by her praise and pulled her into me kissing her wildly. She returned that kiss, her eyes clenched shut and her face contorted in pleasure as I played on her clit. After a few minutes she broke off the kiss. “Oh god! Greggy, would you lick me?’ Her voice was breathy. I just nodded obligingly and shifted off the couch. I’d. One of those who anyone would love to fuck like a mad man.Back when I was just 19 year old, we used to have a servant in our house. His name was Shyam (Name Changes). A dark brown, fit 23 year old buy. Shyam was from one of those guys who used to get together with everyone and thus was a trusted guy. I used to be very close to him and he used to talk to me about girls. I was a guy who didn’t knew anything about sex back then so it used to be very strange to talk about all these. So this one.