An invitation? Your golden tan shimmers in the evening light. Your leg races up to meet your bum revealing your little scar luminous in the moonlight....I chuckle, as I remember discovering that piece of history with my tongue.Hmmm, the thought of my tongue on your ass again, makes my cock twitch. Reaching out ever so lightly, I glide along your ankle up past your calves. Just the tips of my fingers, as if I were the warm breeze that now envelopes us. I caress your thigh. Strong and powerful but. Foot massage finished I took her hands and pulled her up to a standing position. Once she was standing, I undid her dress and slowly eased it down off her body, kissing her as I did then helping her to sit back down on the bed. I reached out and undid her bra all the while remembering the first time I did that, then pushed it off her shoulders and removed it completely. A gentle push and she was lying on the bed but with her feet still on the floor. I picked them up and with Jennifer’s. He purposely lifted his shirt to scratch an make believe itch around his back and I caught a glimpse of his perfect washboard abs, which was my absolute favorite part of a fit body. I couldn't help but stare briefly and he noticed and adjusted his shirt to give me a great view.Finally, I had to look away feeling guilty but also felt an incredible rush of warmth through my body. I think he sensed that I was a bit uncomfortable so he started a new topic of conversation. He asked what else I was. They sat nervously for several minutes when a gorgeous blonde woman walked in and addressed the couples. “Welcome ladies and gentlemen.” She talked in a Spanish accent. “I’m going to ask the wives to stand up and follow me. Someone will come and get you gentlemen in a few minutes. It takes us girls a little longer to get prepared.” She added. “Please leave your luggage with your husbands please.” Steve gave Becky a kiss as she stood up and followed the other wives out of the room. Steve counted.