On the first evening, after a delicious dinner, Ana and I decided to have some drinks at a near bar.So my sexy wife began her preparations while I wen... down to the lobby bar for a drink. When I got back to our room, Ana had showered and was in the process of hair and makeup. Standing there nude, her stunning boobs and her round ass cheeks were getting me hard. I fought the urge to strip and grope her body from behind. Ana blew me a quick kiss and got dressed for the evening. I could not resist. If I'd hit a woman like that or another man for that matter, then I'd have been done, and rightly so, for assault. Although her attack on me was officially illegal I smiled at the absurd idea of complaining. I could imagine the reaction of the police. I was a good foot taller and probably double the weight of my assailant. Plus I actually agreed with her for protecting her son. My smile grew as I recalled the ferocity with which she'd defended her charge. I laughed out loud as I imagined. She had determined it was easy to get the female volunteers up on the stage by using their husbands at first because they felt it was proper since they were married and had done it before in private. Then, she introduced the "switch" as she called it and had the spouses switch off on each other's wives just to add some spice to the segment. Sometimes, she would even call another male volunteer from the studio audience just to add some additional excitement. In those cases, it was already. A celebrity. I felt like a groupie out with her. I hoped she knew how much spending time with her was more than i had ever exspected. She had nothing to gain from me. I guess that is why . She brings me into her room which was very nice, and kisses me soft on the lips. I smile and return her kiss. She giggles, as if it was her first time. I smile, ours eyes meet and we kiss each other again. This time stronger and longer. I don't remember breathing. Our bodies clash together like lovers who.