‘It feels so nice. Do the other one.’ The grateful security guard, caught in Emma’s horny spell, extended his other hand from the booth and ran ...is hands like a braille reader along the low neckline of Emma’s top until the telltale swell of her penny-sized areola (and the small, shivering moan of delight from Emma’s pink lips) let him know he hand found nipple number two. Emma felt the guard’s wedding ring cold and hard against her warm, cotton-encased right boob. ‘Does your wife enjoy having. One hand cupped her left breast holding all of its firmness within his fingers. The other hand slowly stroked her auburn hair twirling small ringlets in her long tresses. Rhythmically squeezing her breast his fingers began to kneed her nipple stimulating a resolute response. Moving down from her hair the other hand started to trace little curlicues down her far side, then leading to her taut abdomen. Skipping the light fandango down to her heart of gold Slowly coming back to reality. Vivian let out a scream that she was cumming and within seconds I felt my own orgasm take over my cunt and then my whole body making me shake and shiver in ecstasy. We separated and kissed each other gently then fell asleep in each other's arms. I'm not sure how long we slept for but when we awoke, David, Vivien's husband was standing at the end of the bed. Vivian asked him if he would like to join us and he answered by grinning and removing his clothes in record time. He got onto the bed and. Then I sat down and read the text. Any reply from my wife was very short and plain, but comment after comment form Connie, was loaded with graphic details where she described how sexually satisfied she was now and hoped that my wife would consider her offer.*consider her offer?* I thought to myself, *what offer?*After scrolling up and reading more text, it seems that Connie was inviting my wife over to Connie’s home for a little “tryst” as Connie worded the invitation. I didn’t know what to.