She smiled and blushed again. Then she leaned in and kissed me softly on the lips and whispered, "Thank you for that." "Well if we are still going to...go get food for camping tonight, I better hurry and get dressed then huh." I smiled at her. "Well if you ask me, you can go just like that. I wouldnt mind one bit, but other people might not think its acceptable clothing in public." I started to laugh. She started to laugh too. "Oh, you are bad." With that she turned around and went back into. Most of all, however, he loved the look that crossed her face and the wave that flowed up the body each time her mind wandered past an erotic fantasy. She was a sexual being, sensuous and passionate. He wanted her, needed her, had to have her. Such was his state as he eased into the bed next to her, tentatively reaching out to caress her skin in the moonlight. A small sigh escaped her lips, and he found himself wondering where she was in her world of dreams. He pressed his lips to her neck,. Dan picked her up at her hotel and they talked of nothing in particular as he drove her to a small French restaurant. Over dinner, she found herself drifting away from the conversation several times as she tried to gain an understanding of what she was seeing and feeling in his eyes. Over coffee, she told him that she really didn't want the lovely evening to end (hoping he would take the hint). He said, "We could stop by my place for a nightcap, if you like." She had to restrain herself from. I had as yet never hit on a woman with her husband present; at least not overtly, yet he didn't seem to mind.After the dance we returned to our chairs I saw the unmistakable outline of his cock, it had hardened and he was not wearing any underwear. Joan now sat between us, her hand resting on my leg, she was wedged in tight and I could see Dennis stroking her leg.I might have blinked a bit as I digested the situation, before deciding how to proceed. Joan however preempted things, she looked me.