We enter the room, and there she is, sitting on the bed. Her hair is up in a pony tail, keeping it simple. She is smiling at me looking at her, she di... put some make up on, but not too much, she kept it simple like I like it. a Red Bikini Top covered her large breasts, the pictures I had seen before did not do them any justice at all, they were much larger in person. Either the room was cold, or she was already excited, her nipples almost pushed through the fabric of the bikini top. She stood. I also wanted to impress you, I think, and the more loving I am to both of you, the more impressed that you seem to be. Not that you seemed to judge me, but the more generous I was to Rain, the more you seemed to take pride in me.“Also, hey, there is a certain sensuality to a full menage a trois, isn’t there, where three people all make love to each other and bond completely? Nothing against a V, of course, which was partially what I intended at first, but this just seems more ... seamless,. With determination however, I marched up thedrive and rang the doorbell, waiting patiently as I got drenched.What greeted me was not what I had expected. Mrs. Remington's Facebookpage had been coy with pictures of her, photos always taken from adistance or at angles so that her face wasn't visible. When questionedshe had put this down to the pressures of working for a school, herFacebook needing to be discreet. I had simply assumed she was a plainlooking woman, perhaps a little overweight and. I sat at home and chilled watching the football.the hours flew by and still no call, it was now 11'30 so I was a little worried, I rand her text her but still nothing, I rang Jane her friend and she said she wasn't with her but she will be Ok. I decided to lay upstairs on the bed reading waiting for the front door to open or the phone to ring. finally my phone rang and it came up "wife" I answered the call by saying bloody hell you had me worried where are you and why so late, the voice on the.