Her touch was like nothing I’d ever felt before. Theskin of her hand seemed to be both there and not there. Itfelt like cool velvet, with only the s...ightest of chafing tomark its passing; but it seemed to pass right through theorgan as well, feeling it from the inside. It was a moreintimate touch than any I’d ever felt, and I could feel theblood pulsing faster through my veins. She was very closeto me, her purple skin sending a tingle through the airbetween us. I could see a sheen all over her,. We got comfortable sitting around watching the latest Hitchcock movie, have way through we were all on pins and needles as to what would happen next, when suddenly there was a brown out. These things happened often, at this time of year, and always at the most inconvenient times. Gary produced a candle, the light wasn't very bright but was like a hundred watt bulb in the darkness. As we sat there Mike produced a bottle of wine, that they were saving for a special occasion. Gary said 'nothing. He wasn't taking her womanhood away fromher. He was simply fucking another guy--a "chick with adick," true, but another guy, nonetheless.None of this mattered now, though, for, although theillusion that Jason found so fulfilling had been strippedaway, his body didn't care. Sexually, he was as excited asever, and his body trembled, his thighs shuddering, hisbuttocks flexing spasmodically, and his erection lurchingand straining inside Violet's bottom. It felt to him as ifhe were being wrung out. My sweet Ana was not there and I found a written note on the fridge. It said she had gone with her old friend Mark to help him finish up with some shopping.She would be late, so, I should arrange the dinner by myself.I knew that Mark, a huge black guy, had fucked my sexy wife on several occasions; so I figured they would end up in a bed until late evening. When I entered the bathroom I found she had showered so I knew she was going to have sex. I could imagine she had shaved her smooth labia.