“Yes, of course. But I guess that’s part of the spice,” you say awkwardly. Your wife thinks this over for a moment. “I saw you looking at Jenn...’s body last night, you know,” she says. “Well, yeah, I looked,” you admit. “Did you get turned on?” she asks, looking at you curiously. “Um, no?” you say with a furrowed brow. She laughs lightly and slaps your thigh. “Liar. Her boobs looked great in that shelf bra didn’t they?” “Can’t say. I didn’t notice,” making a face of mock perplexity. “Well, I. "You a swimmer or a biker?" he asked. "I see you shave."I hesitated, not knowing what to say. "I'd love to learn," I managed tosqueeze out. I was a horrible liar. I had no choice but to be myself!I pulled the suit up over my briefs. It looked ridiculously large on myskinny body. I had to hold it up, despite the elastic waist. If I hadtied the drawstring to fit, the legs would have ballooned out almostlike a skirt. "It won't work, Lance. But thanks for trying." I've got some girls'. By the time I rang the bell Megha was perhaps mad of waiting. Opening the door she immediately shut it behind her and grabbed me to her burning lips. She was wearing only a gown and I was sure that she had nothing inside. I cupped her boobs over her gown and she screamed at me to pull it up. Obliging her as an obedient student I pulled it up bearing her boobs completely. She had her skimpy pantie on. Megha pulled me to her breasts and pushed her nipple in to my mouth. In fact I wanted to wait. So relax."I strained in the seat but soon felt exhausted and gave up. The chair was tilted back and the next thing I new, my hair was being washed. My legs were slowly spread, and with a gasp, I felt something cold being inserted into my vagina. Shocked, I realised that I was probably getting a gynaecological examination. More Oompa Loompas appeared at my hands and feet and began giving me a manicure, whilst others rubbed lotions into my arms and legs. Another popped a large pill into my mouth,.