It was totally amazing how many stars are visible from a hilltop. Your movement in the kitchen captured my attention, and I became mesmerized watching...you. As you moved about the kitchen, making us an impromptu meal, I studied you through the plate glass windows. Hot woman, romantic setting, both of us seemed horny… but married. ‘Dammit!’ I said to myself. Then it looked like you were at a stopping point and washed your hands and started across the living room, towards a bedroom I guessed. The. I did most of the talking, I started out by saying, so which of you want to fuck my wife? To which all of the men quickly replied saying that they wanted to. I told the two that my wife had picked and told the one left out to go home. We quickly headed back to my room as I discussed the ground rules with the men. The ground rules were simple enough but more stringent than Im sure the men would have liked. They went as follows: She would not suck their dicks, but they were free to eat her out. It only means that they will wait and zing you with the real problem when you least expect it.)I was at home settling down with the first and only drink of the evening. It was a ritual to have a bourbon to relax from the stress of the day. A little aside here: I believe that drinking alone is the height of stupidity. A drink because you like bourbon or whatever is okay. More than one or two is just dumb. Alone you have no one to debate with or to impress. Okay, end of sermon, sorry.My bourbon. She lay on her face and he picked up the bottle of lotion. “Okay I am going put lotion on you so you don’t burn.”He started at the shoulder and was not only applying lotion but he was also massaging as well. His hands squeezed and pushed along both shoulders and the rubbed her neck. The string holding the suit top was untied for better access to the neck and as the hands rubbed down he untied the back of the top so her entire back was bare. The lotion coated hands moved smoothly and with.