I asked again for a light, Brad pulled a lighter out of a pocket in his bright orange and blue board shorts and lit the cigarette for me. As I was si...ting in the chair next to him smoking this menthol cigarette that I actually like the flavor of Brad looked over at me and asked again “ when did you start smoking?”, I explained to him about me and Michael’s fetish. He looked confused about this as though he has never heard of such a fetish. He looked over at me as I was putting out the. For a real treat in the early spring, sniff a wild strawberry flower. You have to get right down on your knees to sniff but the smell is as tempting as the fruit! While you're down there, check out the wonder of spring violets, not the huge commercial blooms, but the tiny deep purple ones that grow in most backyards and vacant lots. Marvelous! Those were the flowers I recognized. And wild roses. No stinky long stemmed American Beauty here. But orchids...Orchids have selective fragrances, a few. “Hello!” I said suspiciously. “Well, hello there, angel,” said a soft husky male voice. Just with the sound of his voice, my heart was starting to beat a little faster. I honestly didn’t know if I should be curious, a little scared, or start to panic. But my mind wouldn't be satisfied until I knew for sure. I gave in to my curiosity once again and in a calm voice I asked him, “Who is this?” When he spoke again, I noticed that he had a nice deep voice and he sounded surprised when I asked him. ...I had won the hand... so she got up, and her hands ran down the sides of her bra, slinking down her ribcage and her waist...at her hips she played with her thong... this was nothing unusual for *us*... she gave me plenty of stripteases, and I always joked she was a stripper in a past life... but this time.. this time was different. A subtle pang of jealousy crept across me as I saw Jason's eyes draw a line to my wife's amazing ass as she shook it in front of his face... she was giving me,.