” He told him. “Yes I know you love her and you’re feeling very jealous right now but I know that you would get a great deal of excitement from ...atching me with her. Watching me kiss her; watching me explore her body; watching me slide my hand up her skirt and inside her panties, knowing I was touching her. Watching her touch me as well. I often look up at a guy when his wife starts to fondle me and see the look of shock and excitement on his face as the realisation that his wife is touching. Outsiders tend to be male -- they're a lot less picky about how they're getting sex, and more likely to do whatever it takes to get in." She pulled a face. "Women tend to be a whole lot bitchier over the whole thing -- they're more territorial."Toby grimaced. "That's where I get worried. These girls don't have to like what's going on -- and they won't want to play. It just seems ... dangerous."Louise nodded. "It is, Baby -- but maybe Rick and Lon are playing it right. They seemed to have picked. I tried to keep my composure as the voice on the other end of the line began its farewells. All I could do was smile slyly. I hadn’t heard him come in and thought he was just teasing. I then felt him slide down my jeans and run his fingers over panties. I played along with this because I seriously thought that he was just doing this to annoy me and I was enjoying it. He then parted my legs and I felt his velvet smooth head poke at my special place. As he tried to enter me I let out an. ’ Although they walked back in silence, Irish slipped her hand in his and held it tightly all the way to the house. ‘You don’t need to be afraid, Jack. I won’t bite,’ she said softly when they arrived there. ‘Irish, it’s not you I’m afraid of. I’m afraid I might bite.’ She smiled, her eyes bright, and stood up on tiptoe to give him a quick peck on his cheek. ‘I hope so,’ she whispered. Then she ran down the driveway. ‘See you around, Jack,’ she called back. ‘Tell the appliance people to check.