She turned on her side and kissed me deeply.“I can taste myself on your lips,” she said while smiling, “It’s kinda dirty... but kinda hot too....I like it.”Lisa continued, “I’ll have you know, I haven’t had this in a long LONG time. Alex just never wanted to do this for me.”“Wait, do you mean he never went down on you?” I asked, almost puzzled and confused how this might be the case.“Well, yeah,” she quickly replied.“Wow. He must be crazy! He doesn’t know...or rather, didn’t know what he’s. While we were waiting for the food Karin kept gossiping with us about the wild sexual things that go on at the resort. Karin leaned over the bar in front of Joan and said I love your rings. Joan bent forward towards Karin. She said, "Want to ring my bells?" Karin looked around then put both her hands on Joan's tits. Her fingers circled Joan's nipples and the tiny bells chimed. She pulled Joan to her and tongue kissed her. Joan sighed. Her breasts were bright red and her nipple rings jutted. About the last month or so I have been actually losing sleep over it. I had to do something about it. First off, let me tell you that my wife is rarely without a bra or panties on. She is over fifty. About two years ago I started fantasizing about another man seeing her naked.Being that she is only undressed for two things I had to use one of those occasions; either in the shower or when I give her a massage. I went with the massage. She will undress and put on a baggy t-shirt and really loose. Thank God for 14” wide rear tires, and a skunk whose business end was aimed toward the roadside, and away from my car. Diapers however, who had naturally been startled and a bit frightened by my abrupt steering maneuver continued to look upset. I thought it was all over. She didn’t want to tell me why she was upset. She just insisted I take her home right away. When we got to her home, she quickly got out of the car, and ran inside. I then realized why she needed to get home. It was a good.