Like a c***d, I had to talk to security and have them ring her up to come get me when I visited her. The gate-keeper was nice enough. He would call ...er up when I arrived, saying, "Beth has a visitor," his middle eastern accent inflecting 'vee-sit-door'. This night she came down to get me wearing a bleach blonde wig.It was always a bit awkward trying to make small-talk with Beth's room-mates. One was very shy and laughed at everything I said. The other was a gothic suicide-girl from hell. . Then he put his hand between my ass cheeks and began to rub lightly. I let out a moan of pleasure. He withdrew his hands and said ” bed ke pass ja and bend over. “. I obeyed. Then he came and knelt down behind me so that his face was right in front of my ass. He spread my ass wide open so thatvhe could see my puckered up ass hole. I could feel his warm breath on my asshole!!! He kept looking very closely for sometime and then said “kitna khubsurat hai!!”. Then he kissed my asshole. I shouted. When we got home he stripped again in the garage and was in the family room with his huge erection as he had been instructed. I then had him come to the bedroom and lay down on the bed on his back and pull up his legs and hold them as wide open as he could I took the leather whip he had purchased years ago and spanked his big fat ball until they were glowing nice and red. I reminded him that tomorrow was the grand performance and to think long and hard about it as he slept. Tomorrow would be. Events, emotion and planning we had in this wife exchange journey will exceed a thriller movie’s suspense, I’m excited to explain here in this story. I tried to recall every minor discussions, plans, conversations happen in real time and presented it here.We want to share our experience here with concealing our identity, all the names in this story are not original names. This whole incidents are narrated from both the couple’s perspective. I’ve organized as logical episodes, time to time the.