When I didn’t say more she whispered. “You said there were three ways.”“The third way is to swallow it.” I was literally in the dark as I ...ould not see her face to know how she was reacting to this. Was she grossed out? I assumed she was thinking about the choices so I stayed silent and continued to gently caress her boobs. After a minute she sat up and began pushing the covers down. When she got to my shorts she pushed them down too having to lift the elastic over my erection. I raised. There was a dim light coming from the room. I opened the door and saw that the light was coming from a bunsen burner. Over the flame was a round glass tube looking thing. Like a goblet? The liquid inside was clear. As I got closer to look I was startled by a touch on my should. Mr. Lance stood there in his usual dress shirt, slacks, and lab coat. Only thing different was he was wearing gloves and there were goggles on his head."I see you made it!" He says gleefully. I asked him what was the. Before I had a chance to yell at Janet she proudly announced that I was now two dollars closer to my new bikini. Later that night Johnny came over to visit and he told Janet that he was expecting to see her boobs not mine. Janet told him hers were bigger and would cost a lot more money to see.I didn't see Janet the next day because her family took a day trip to Martha's Vineyard. On Thursday she was back and bubbling with news. She told her brother how were we saving for a bikini bathing suit. I asked her to spend the day at a nudist resort, in Corona , about 45 miles from where we live, on a "trial day," pretending to be single (if you are married, they won't let you go without a spouse). I realize that a nudist resort is not exactly the place where one might find an "exhibitionist," but it was a way for my wife to be seen nude by other men. Everything she does is done discreetly, but who would care if it weren't? She put her clothes in the locker and a man and woman gave her a.