Looks like you need a little work." She smiled and kissed me while one of her hands drifted down to grab onto what was supposed to be a breast. We beg...n to kiss more passionately and her groping of me became more aggressive and fervent.I was overwhelmed by all the new sensations and feelings I was experiencing. My wife was rubbing my penis with her hand through MY skirt and MY nylons and MY panties. It was surreal."Now." She purred. "You are going to be a good little slut and eat me out. I hope. To take my mind off of things I started to talk."So. You always go skinny dipping with strangers?" I asked."I wasn't the naked one." He pointed out. "And now we're not strangers."Two good points."How about you? You always strip and swim wherever you are?" I could hear the smile in his voice."I've always done what I wanted. And normally there isn't a stranger poking about the property." You do have people that work for you. They could find your swimming hole." Could. But won't." I should have. And underneath each pair of letters were written two words that began with the letters above them. The second line of the page read: Bondage and Discipline, then Domination/Submission, and finally Sadism and Masochism. The image that had caught his eye was directly under the middle pairing and underneath was a caption describing the couple as a being in a loving, trusting D/s relationship. With a start, Alex realized that the S he had always associated with Sadism in fact had two meanings.. It was like a professional relationship, man and wife incorporated. So, to answer your question, I can't remember the last time I needed to lie to him. And fuck Frank anyway. I feel so free right now. Released from bondage." I guess we better forget the handcuffs this time Vic," said Jim with a laugh. "Just kidding."Kristen was startled by the humor. She felt another tingle emanating from the base of the spine and through her heart right up to her brain."But seriously..." said.