Stephanie came out and waited for me to get off the phone and asked me how long they could stay and if my wife would get mad at them being there? I as...ured her it was fine and my wife would probably be out there with them if she wasn't at work, she smiled real big and said she knew it would be as she was aware of my profile on a local swingers board and wanted to know if I wanted to join them? I let her know there was still had some paper work and number crunching to do first and as much as I. I asked AI to teleport us to within a few hundred meters of the gang's camp. I was pretty sure that we were going to have to shoot the remaining members of the gang, at least the men. We would treat the women and children as appropriate.We were still nude, so we did not have to do anything to hide our presence. We were able to walk up to the camp without attracting any attention. How do you notice somebody who is virtually invisible, especially if the concept is completely foreign to you? There. As their tongues met she felt him hardening under her while his fingers slipped into her bikini bottoms. His fingertips moved over her smooth lips, her head tipping back as she lifted herself higher on him. Her head tipped back as he circled her clit before stroking back and forth over it. She reached down between their bodies, feeling his hand still toying with her clit as she undid his shorts and pulled him free.His finger stopped making patterns on her clit and he pulled her bikini bottoms. “I said NO, okay “. Martin recoiled back in shock and bewilderment, he’d never seen her react to his sexual advances like this before. “Fuck, okay, what’s got into you, i’m your husband not a rapist for fucksake”. “I’m sorry it’s just Brian’s only upstairs and the stress of the relocation, perhaps later in our bedroom with the door locked “. Said Debbie, backtracking a bit trying to defuse her overreaction. Martin got up and headed for the kitchen muttering. “Whatever “. His pride and ego.