I wanted her. I wanted her so badly. I wanted to push myself into her. To taste her juice and taste her. I was overwhelmed by lust.She pushed her hand...into my knickers and moaned, pressing two fingers against my clit and circling them slowly. She whispered something spanish in my ear and I felt her other hand pushing into my knickers from behind and pressing into my arse.I could feel myself dripping. I pulled my breasts above the bra and touch my erect nipples. They were blood red and. ’ I looked at my wife, her dark, wavy hair and green eyes twinkling as they always did when she knew that she would be presented with a difficult problem. Her light complexion always accentuated her lips, and somehow in the light there in the living room, they always looked fuller and redder. Her smile could light up any room for me. It was hard to imagine that we’d been married almost seven years already. ‘Honey, its concerns George,’ I started, and I could see Audrey’s slight grimace as soon. Photographs were shown and the couple made a joint choice of Karen, my now live in Sub. I quickly explained about Karen's temperament, Kellie seemed even more delighted to find that she would have to dominate this other woman. She added it will add an extra dimension to my fantasy.We talked about the sort of venue where they wanted the action to take place, the type of equipment which would be required and finally we gave them an estimate of costs involved. A final figure of £450.00 was agreed. I wanted herso much and she knew it. Her black top had a series of small pearlbuttons that were difficult to reach in my fevered state, but I managedto undo these and help her out of the garment without touching her skin.Underneath she wore a corset and it looked magnificent. There wereruffles of lace all round and a complicated series of tightly drawnthongs at the back that contorted her waist line into the most beautifulhour glass figure I had ever seen before. Her breasts, impressive.