Please, I just want to go home.”“Not yet, Cara. We’re doing what you wanted. You’re nude with me and I can touch and feel you all over, right?...��“Yes, that’s what I wanted, but now I should go home. You can feel me if you want, but then I’ll just get my coat and go home.”“No, this is way too exciting for us to quit now.”He put my hand on the bulge in his pants. He was rock hard…and big. Then he felt between my legs. I was soaking wet…and his touch nearly made me cum.“It excited you to be nude and. . ” Tracy stopped in mid sentence. Karen was breathing heavy, visibly aroused, and her shirt showed signs of her breasts leaking. She leaned in close and tilted Karen’s face towards hers, their lips virtually close enough for a kiss, making intense eye contact. “Are you okay?” “You know, I told John about . . . you know . . . about . . . well, I told him about the painting and everything. We aren’t prudes by any means, we experiment like any other couple, watch porn, whatever we can to. “Sure. We seem to get along great and I suppose we can acclimate to each other as we go.”The next few day were a flurry of moving, calling the dive shop, arranging a meeting with the owner to hammer out a contract we could both live with. I had a reputation with the agency of being a top salesman and had run retail businesses in the past. We met, agreed on the terms and sent it to a lawyer for finalization. Jill was thrilled she had a live-in lover but something kind of dug at her mood at. With a deep breath, she unsteadily opened the bathroom door and walked out. "Hey," she practically yelled when she saw that Eric had gotten out the video camera and was filming her debut. "I wanted to make sure we shared this moment with your parents," Eric grinned as he continued to video tape his wife, "I think it is only fair. Now pout for me honey, give me everything you got!" Shelly found herself flushing bright red but she decided to be a good sport and model it for him. .