I ran my hands through the water that was working its way down my stomach and squeezed my lips together as if that were going to stop me from getting ...o horny. I quickly toweled off a little and felt so refreshed and relaxed. I wrapped my naked body with the towel and emerged from the changing area. I walked toward my muscular masseuse like a cougar on the prowl, staring at him hungrily and sizing up every inch of his hot, dark, body. He turned around to greet me and I stopped and stood there. Unfortunately when I moved from London I was unable to find a similar club locally. I spent some time checking out websites and chat rooms that might put me in contact with likeminded people. I started to chat with a guy in his late 50s and it was soon apparent that he and his wife sometimes invited people round to their home to spend a few hours naked together. I was sent a few photographs of them and asked if I would be interested. This seemed ideal but he wanted to meet me first and. My boyfriend had a male friend who had made no secret of the fact that he fancied me and I have to admit he was very pleasing on the eye too. Plus we were all very open minded sexually, so after a night out where usual talk had taken a sexual and very horny turn and here we were a couple of drinks later lying on the friends bed.I could tell my boyfriend was very excited, he was all about pleasing woman and I knew the idea of seeing me being fucked by another man turned him on. We all wasted no. " "Well, what the fuck can I do about it?", he asked. "Look Mel, can I tell you something in confidence without fear of your having a bad reaction."I proceeded to carefully outline my fantasy to see if Jeri would have a stronger orgasm if she were making love to me and I had a bigger dick. "So how you gonna do that?" Mel asked. "Well", I said, "You asked what you could do...." Then I went full ahead and detailed what I thought could work to fool Jeri into thinking that she was screwing me when.