She wiped her hands on her pants. "I wasn't notified we were having any problems." "As I said, it's a backup system. Nothing that needs to be worried ...bout." "I think I need to decide what needs to be worried about on this ship, Lieutenant." Sam's mouth tightened as she snapped her heels together and saluted. "Aye aye, sir." She bent down and forcibly grabbed her shirt. Jen grabbed her arm as Sam tried to walk passed her. "Dammit, Sam what the hell is going on?" Sam swung around. "Nothing, but. I can’t even get into those fantasies. Now that you have some background on my wife, and can appreciate why she is so amazing, maybe you’re beginning to understand why sharing her with another man is so thrilling to think about. Or maybe you’re still wondering. * Let’s table the musings for a moment and let me offer a glimpse into our intimate life. Making love to Amanda is something that happens well beyond the bedroom. A locking gaze lets each other know we still find one another. In college many guys had given those lust full looks when I wore western cloths which highlighted my tight ass.I have been always proud about my hip, its my strength. Boobs were ok with 32 size but not too big. My slim waist and wonderful ass makes guys go wild. I did not proceed in college as I always thought of getting caught or getting noticed by lecturers etc. I wanted to do with a fit guy, some one who hits the gym regularly.So this was my plan. Join a gym, just for name sake. I was. I accepted this only for you and also because of your torture.But I convinced her. She responded for the kiss, and I pressed her ass and boobs. I pushed her on the bed, removed her saree, and kissed her boobs over her blouse. I untied her petticoat/paavadai removed it with her saree. She was nude below her boobs.I touched her pussy for the first time, and it was hairy. I started to finger her pussy. She started to breathe heavily and was moaning, I undressed, became nude. Then I unbuttoned her.