When the expected slap from Katie never happened, I relaxed a bit, until it was that my wife slipped her hand down the back of my boxers and rubbed on... of my buns. She wasn’t even buzzed yet ... she was stone cold sober so far.“Relax, baby. It’s all in good fun. By the way, how did you like her lipstick? It’s cherry-flavored. A Jessica specialty. Lucky you, getting to taste her lips like that,” my wife teased me a little.“I’m even luckier because I also get to taste yours often,” I pointed out,. I had a pot of spaghetti sauce simmering on the stove. When they came in through the door from the garage to the kitchen Randy was carrying his duffel bag. Leanne was carrying several packages.Without consulting me Leanne said to Randy, “Put your bag in the master bedroom.” And then she handed the packages she was carrying to him and said, “Put these in our bedroom too.” Apparently the master bedroom was now they're bedroom.Again I probably should have objected, but this was still my fantasy.. She looked over her shoulder and smiled, and then turned back to the counter where Sarla handed her a bowl of food.Opening the door, I went outside and Tog followed me after he set the bowl down. The women were heating bags of stew over the coals to feed everyone. We watched as the food heated, and after everyone was fed, Tog walked over to the gathered men and women of the clan and started issuing orders to the sixty adult members of the clan.The men broke up into groups of ten and started. I took your hand and guided you to the exact spot. I told you to place your hands back for support and stay like that no matter what. You felt me standing right in front of you. I caressed your face, my lips chasing my fingers, going down... down... I spread your legs and knelt between them, kissing your stomach while my hands were going up and down your legs. You heard me giggle and say 'see... that's where me being a hobbit and you being so tall comes in handy. My lips are on perfect height.