Whatever strain my wife had brought home from the dispensary was super strong. Robert smokes dope on occasion, I don’t usually, but my wife is a sto...er and a connoisseur … and she had surprised us with some bomb-ass indica or sativa something. I felt pretty baked, but Robert looked like he’d been caramelized … he was practically a puddle.We were all out on our back deck under the shade awning. The day was winding down, the light beginning to ease into that soft reddish Golden Hour glow before. Now curiosity overpowered her and she looked through the small nick of an opening made by the two doors, seeing a bed close to the far wall and a man lying on it wearing an odd brown colored silky boxers. She quickly pulled away. Now she was concerned; if she could see him, maybe he saw her also. What next?The man looked attractive. She decided to have a second look and for a longer while. He looked in his late twenties or early thirties at the most; matching her age. Her heart rate rose to a. She was carrying me while kissing me, I was aware, but didn’t really care. I couldn’t even believe how I felt, but Chic here could have done anything she wanted to me and I am not sure I would even think about stopping her. I felt her bend over and then something soft was against my back. I would have looked, but she had tugged my top up and stripped it off. My meager breasts were bare, I often went without a bra on the weekends and the gleam in Chic’s eye’s told me she appreciated that. . Emma just laughed.“Look, I get it. Remember, it was my idea to begin with. It’s FUN! You don’t need to feel guilty about any of it. I know Jess is hot and I know she is very talented in the bedroom. And I’m GLAD she got you off.”Brent frowned. “But I still feel like I’m cheating in some way...”“Jess had a long discussion with me about it. ‘Cheating’ involves deception. So long as everything is up front and open, I will never have any problem with it. But...” she waited for him to prompt her and.