) She looked it me and said back: (..you would go for it, wouldnt you.) I just smiled. I let the idea simmer for a while. A few nights later the wife...had been carefully thinking about all this (I knew she would) and very carefully began to feel me out. (I loved this part) She began slowly talking about him and how IF we all felt comfortable with a meeting at first&hellip,.a&hellip,.just a ..maybe a kissing thing the first time&hellip,.to see how it went&hellip,and&hellip,IF &hellip,everyone. I was scared to talk about this hence I didn’t do that on the day and gone back to home. But the same time I don’t want to miss the opportunity and thus I called him next day while coming back from college. He recognized me very well and his voice seems manly which not looks like 22 years guy’s voice and he suggested to meet directly and discuss and told me that he has some very good plans and asked me to wait in the same place I am calling from and asked for my identification as well. After 20. " Okay, that's cool," he agreed and I could see the wheels turning in his sixteen year old boy brain."But I gotta really try and fight you too," I said. "Don't forget about that part of it." You can try," he said. "But I'm not gonna stop just because you say no or whatever." Duh!" I rolled my eyes. "No doesn't mean no when I'm getting raped, silly! Otherwise, why would they give me a whistle?" I guess so," Troy said. "Soooo ... You wanna do it now? Here?" No way," I shook my head. "It won't. ”I did, making the cameraman have to move to get my clit in the picture. I stood in front of Ben with my legs spread slightly more than shoulder width apart and one very wet pussy that was tingling like hell. Then Ben reached out and touched my clit. My arousal level had been so high before he touched me, and the anticipation of him more than likely going to touch me, was easily enough to to send me right up there and to go over the edge when he did touch it. I gasped, swore then tried to say.