I came back downstairs and my wife already changed as well. She was wearing a thigh length red mini skirt, with a matching button down blouse. She was...in the kitchen preparing dinner as I walked up behind her and wrapped my arm around her stomach, squeezing her lightly. She jumped when I first grabbed and turned her head to look at me, “hi honey, you startled me.” I laughed as I leaned in and kiss her lightly, “so I noticed.” I let go of her and stood by the counter, “so what time is this. There's just something magical about starting your day in the arms of someone you love. Some days we make love long and slow. Other days—like this day—we simply hold one another. She tells me how much she loves me. I promise that I will never let her go.Though our bodies were weary, we summoned the strength to wash each other, knowing that our children would be waking soon, as would our wives and our guests. Still, it was nice to share this moment together. That quiet, still moment of peace and. Because of the stiffness of the denim, I can hold her tight around her thin waist making the top of her dress open, exposing her naked breasts to me. This is going to be a great night.We get back to the bar and sit next to a pretty good-looking black guy. We find out that his name is Don, he's single and at the hotel for the conference. I made up the story that we were married, just not to each other. We were swingers out on a date, and it was my job and promise to show her off and make her. But she quietly took her top off as Reddy looked on. She was not wearing any bra either, and her pair of firm melons were hanging like ripe fruits. They were firm and 34 inches. She once again turned around and lied back on her stomach. Reddy was already having a hard on, but he continued nonchalantly, pouring oil on her bare back and started rubbing it on her back.He massaged her back for some five to ten minutes before he decided that it was enough pretending and he needed her cunt around his.