Paul covered one of her breasts with his hand and massaged it. Both of them began to breath heavily as their excitement rose.Kim pulled her hand out o... his shorts and tried to push them down over his hips. Paul stopped touching her crotch and breast, helped her with the shorts, and put his hands back as soon as they were at his knees. Hooking the knit material with her toes, Kim pushed the shorts off his legs.Rolling him onto his back, Kim lay on top of Paul and began to rub her crotch over his. A mutual friend of ours was having their 50th birthday party and we were all invited to his house to celebrate. Opportunity was, once again, knocking.Since I am not much of a drinker, I suggested that the four of us go together, with me being the designated driver. That way everyone could drink whatever they wanted. Of course, I had an ulterior motive. Alcohol tends to loosen one's morals, and I hoped to take advantage of the situation.When we picked Marilyn and her husband up, Marilyn was. With Liaison’s help Laura had just solved another problem on the road to the altar. > > > - - With most wedding details falling into place nicely Laura decided she needed to have at least one more conversation with her current husband, with Dan and Artsy really. She gathered them around their back yard table after brunch on a Saturday morning. “We are going to need something to drink for this conversation guys; I am not sure just champagne is the correct lubricant. Which is your preferred. " And who's whore, slut and bitch are you?" Larry was smiling, enjoying this."I'm yours Sir. Your whore, your bitch, your slut," she looked up at him as she went further. "And you can do anything you what to your whore, Sir. I belong to you."My heart stopped. If it hadn't been for the erection in my pants I would have stopped breathing. I didn't know what to think. My wife had just given herself to another man. Not just in body, but in soul.Larry was smiling, but still he grabbed her face as he.