.past my knees and then stepped out of them. I was nude. completely exposed to another whom who was staring at me. She smiled and said "you are so bea...tiful"and she took a step forward. She said "I've never had this feeling before"and asked if she could touch me. A little scared, a little nervous and a little excited, i nodded my head and said yes. She started at my shoulders...worked her way down my arms...past my elbows to my hands. From there she put her hands on my hips and leaned in. When I got home, I did fuck the wife hard and long, giving her a lot of pleasure. I told her about Tasha and everything we had done up to the club (except the part where we came close to fucking). I had asked Tasha if she was into women, and she was definitely bi-sexual. She also said she liked anal sex, which is something my wife really doesn't enjoy much. After talking about it, we decided to see if Tasha would meet us at a hotel for a drink in the bar, followed by a long afternoon of hot. When she finished, I picked her up and carried her back to the bed. She looked at the clock, biting her lip. “Do you think we could do it again?”I grinned, “We’ve only got about 15 minutes. It’ll have to be a quickie.”Giggling, “Two minutes is a quickie, 15 minutes is ecstasy!”I moved down and gave her swollen labia another tongue lashing. She was soon cumming, begging me to make love to her. I eased into her hungry, velvety sex. She was still very tight, but I was buried to the hilt, thanks to. Her breasts were large, and gravity defying, her belly tight in the figure clinging dress, and her bum was something to behold. Her buttocks swayed in the confines of the material, and my heart pounded with every step she took as she walked past me. She looked back and caught me checking her out. She scowled a little and I quickly looked to the floor. “Um…yes…um turn right into the kitchen,” I muttered. Her high heels clicked on the hardwood floor as she walked ahead of me. She threw her.