His nostrils flare as he catches a scent on the air, ever so faint but still there, he recognizes it; perfume. Eyes as black as coal, dart back and fo...th cutting through the darkness, he is searching for someone or something, his head unmoving. Suddenly finding the object of his search, his eyes stop. Turning his head slightly and looking across the street toward another doorway, dimly lit and casting long shadows, stands a single figure. It is that of a woman, tall, thin and very provocatively. While out shopping, they had recklessly agreed to indulge their husband's fantasies—going so far as to agree to let them each decide what to do for openers."Did you bring your things?" Eileen said, turning to Maricar, breaking the awkward silence between them. Though they appeared shyly uncomfortable, —each sensed that together they were ready to face that unknown moment."Yes, I have everything in this little case," Maricar said, patting the little suitcase she carried."I suppose you guys want. "I'm going to getanother glass of wine. Do you want one?"I said no but she brought one anyhow, just in time to hear me say "Hello,Hon." Hello, Hon," Kimberly repeated as she handed me the glass."How was your flight? - It looked like you were going to get some roughflying - who was what? - Oh, that was my new friend, Ken. I played golfafter I left you at the airport and we were rained out. I was playingwith two guys [that got a laugh from Kimberly and Christie] that livehere at the golf course.. Her body becomes tense when I slide my fingers down this secret valley, hovering tantalizingly over her asshole before continuing their passage downwards. She is soaking wet to my touch, and when I press lightly against the opening of her pussy, I feel her drawing my fingers inside with astonishing strength. I need no further invitation. Renewing the momentum of my tongue against her clit, I thrust my two fingers deep inside her like Cupid’s arrow. This was never just a random sexual encounter..