One night I was in dream, and saw my wife in the tailor shop and the tailor taking advantage while taking measurement. I woke up but the dream was rev...lving in my mind. I don’t know how but the feeling of somebody touching my wife was striking my mind. I unknowingly started liking the idea. But I also knew that it is not so simple to convince my conservative wife.I started thinking how I can make my dream true.I started telling her naughty stories and incidents. I sometimes told her imaginary. " "I couldn't agree more. I've never travelled over there, but there is definetely some difference". And the small talk went on like that. I think they were as nervous as we were, it being their first time as well. Bobbi arrived back at our table and sat down with this gleam in her eye. She slowly looked around like Curly before a prank, then slipped under the table. In the dimly lit restaurant I don't think anyone noticed. Except Enzo. He won't come back until I call him, but he doesn't have. Larry gave it to me for a party last week but I struggled through without it. We could share a hit and..." And what?"Cindy looked at Jennifer with a gleam in her eyes. She reached into her purse and held up the vile, broke it between her fingers."Shame to waste it," she said smiling, offering it to her friend.Jennifer, welcoming anything which would take her mind off the events of yesterday, leaned forward and inhaled deeply. Cindy did the same and by the time they reached the bedroom, each was. They were as silky brown as the rest of her skin and as round as ripe melons. The tips were crowned by dark brown circles and I could see her nipples jutting out proudly. I could see her striptease was making her excited. "Please continue, babe," I said and Carmen unzipped her skirt and tugged lightly at it and soon it was slowly sliding down her beautiful thighs. I could now see, that my married lover was wearing one of the thongs we had bought on our shopping trip. It was laced and almost.