"Let's go. I'm anxious to see where the rest of the night leads us. Amber sounds like fun."I had one loose string I had yet to pull. "Bree, you now kn...w that my wife and I have an open relationship, but what about you. You said you were married. As much as I am wildly interested in being with you, I'm not in the business of screwing up anyone's marriage or family life."Bree smiled and kissed me. "We also have an open marriage. Troy is away for the week, but trust me he will get the details of. He gave a gasp and pushed harder against my hands."Oh yes.."He was murmuring, "Rub my bollocks..thats so good.."I slid my other hand around his cock and started to slide it up and down, gently at first, then harder and more firmly until my hand was gliding up and down his length, the lube feeling like silk. I was aching to feel him inside me but that would have to wait, because he couldn't and as his body tensed I closed my mouth around his cock, welcoming it into the warmth of my mouth,. Many men seem to be put off by a woman with a strong intellect, especially one greater than their own, but I was initially drawn to Beth because of her cerebral nature. Of course, it didn't hurt at all that she was attractive and alluring. I still distinctly remember when the relationship transcended mere intellectual appreciation. We were walking home in no hurry from the U of A library in our sophomore year, casually discussing a mid-term exam approaching in one of our more difficult. ’Now Maggie was 17 and quite a big girl. 5foot 8inches tall and about 12 stone. Her excess weight was concentrated in her huge 38DD breasts and on her meaty arse and thighs. We quite often flirted but never took things farther. As I went to get my wallet, I saw that I had left the candle and the lube in full view! I was sure she noticed this but didn’t say anything. I gave her the money I owed and dropped a fiver as I put the notes in her hand. She bent over to pick it up and I was treated to.