They were perfect. Her nipples were slightly upturned and very hard. She cupped her breasts and squeezed them, massaging them and tweaking her nipp...es. I almost lost it so I had to stop. She unzipped her skirt and it fell, leaving her in a matching lace thong. I whispered “Damn you’re hot!” She stepped to the bed and stood between my knees. Jillian took my hands and guided my fingers to the sides of her thong. I slowly slipped it down off her hips and leaned forward. My sensual wife giggled, saying it would be Ronnie, one of her black coworkers; a guy that I had never met before…I asked Ana why that guy was the chosen one and she laughed, telling me she wanted to be fucked in the ass by a giant black dick… And Ronnie had one…and he was willing to taste her tiny asshole…She admitted she got wet just thinking about that monster black cock stretching out her butthole.The next evening I was relaxing at the back yard, when Ana came to show me her outfit. She was. You want to fuck other women and have other men fucking me? Well, that's all right I guess. I believe you still love me, so it doesn't matter too much who is doing things with me, I guess. I don't need other men fucking me, but if that's what you want, we can do that, we can have sex with other people in our marriage. But .. you have to understand, this is not just everything for you. I will also get what I want from this. And if I want to suck Fritz's cock, if I want him to fuck me in. Surely, I wrote, she could allow a few hours on Saturday. One hour? Even half an hour? I looked forward to working something out on Friday for the following day.The next day bridge was at my place. I did my normal Spag Bol with a green salad, with apple pie to follow. It went down well. I was also getting much better at that Acol system.Colette stayed after the others had gone to help me clear up, and when all was straight she asked me if I could run her home, and of course I agreed. She.