I couldn’t see her through the shower curtain, but I devised a way to see her when she stepped out of the shower. I waited until I heard her turn th... water off, and listened for the sound of her opening the curtain. Then I walked down the hallway, looking into the doorway as I passed. My timing was perfect! She had opened the curtain and was wiping the excess water off before she reached for her towel. I stood stock still so as to not draw any attention to myself as I peeked at Aunt Mary. Then he got down and gently nuzzled his nose under karen's skirt and she wasn't trying to stop him. karen giggled 'God his nose is cold'Bruno was having a good sniff up karen's skirt and his head was right up her skirt this time.I could hear Bruno's tongue lapping as he grunted'is he licking your pussy?' I asked'No, but he is having a good lick at my knickers' said karen'well let him lick your pussy now he has got that far' I said.karen struggled to push Bruno off her but managed to stand. “Here, we make death the moment of maximum Pleasure. If the mortal is clothed with Pleasure, then death is swallowed up in victory!” Hildegard puffed out her chest with pride, and a manic smile spread over her face. “That is the beautiful thing about an Enlightened society. Our good depends upon having bountiful lebensr… –er, living-space, so that we can all live our lives with maximum Pleasure – even in death!” Hildegard’s face shone briefly with visionary ecstasy, before she looked. I have no qualms about taking another man’s wife to bed, especially if he decides to absent himself from his own. Casual fooling about with my wife’s friends is another matter. Like fooling about with colleagues at work it is likely end badly. Being unachievable only made Lena all the more desirable. To make matters worse she was a flirt. Whenever we met I would spend the next week thinking about the way she moved, the way she dressed and how nice it would be to undress her and to slide inside.