For a moment a Wondered where Marge was and what my wife might be doing. I had got only a glimpse of Marge in the nude but I wouldn't have minded seei...g more; she had alluringly smooth skin and large bullet shaped breasts.Suddenly I felt someone was pressing her body against me, I knew because the person had a pair of tits. Even I didn't know who she was, in a moment I could feel my cock immediately starting to expand. Now she was pressing tightly her breasts against my chest and they were. "Well?" he said. "Does anyone choose to challenge me?"There was a sudden bright light, and somebody materialised on thebridge."I do," said the newcomer."You?!" said Khan. "How can it be you?" - 9 -I'd demanded to know what was going on on Camus II, but instead oftelling me there and then Spock called a meeting where, he assured me,everything would be explained."You just need to remain patient a little longer and all will becomeclear."And what a meeting it was.. It gives us a place to hang out, talk about our wives, drink bourbon and beer while being competitive. All of us grew up in the neighborhood and have known each other since our early years. On rare occasions, one of our wives will come over, but they rarely stick around long between our conversations, drunken states, and our lofting cigar smoke. Most of the time we are all acting like men half our age and the poor wife ends up getting her ass smacked and grabbed playfully, but they are not. She looked me square in the eyes and one word came from her, REALLY? I replied, well it doesn't hurt to ask. She then smiled and looked down at the towel covering my groin and removed it. She then asked if I was sure I wanted her to massage my balls? I said, yea if your comfortable with it, she said it's no problem but most guys are to sensitive and can't really handle it. I told her my balls were all hers. She smiled and took both my balls, one with each hand, her thumbs and fingers, and began.