Bhabhi bhi masti mein aahein bhar rahi thi. uski choot bilkul bhing rahi thi. phir wo kiss karte hue kamarTak aaya aur nighty ko upar sarka diya. aab ...bhabhi ki gori gori-gori thigh aur gulabi panty saaf dik rahi thi. usne thigh ko sahlana aur kiss karna suru kiya. phir panty ke upar se choot ko kiss karne laga. bhabhi ki siskari chhutne lagi. aab wo bhabhi ki panty sarkane ki kosis karne laga. bhabhi ne thora nakhra dikhaya, par andar hi andar wo chudai ke liye bechain thi. phir usne panty ko. I sat back and watched with a small, polite smile on my face, responding to their comments and actions as seemed reasonable.There was one behavior I didn't let them get away with. The first time a breast 'accidentally' fell out of a bikini top I told the owner to put it back. She did so giggling, even though I was frowning. It didn't take very long before another girl had the same accident. I managed to get them to turn the stereo off while I told them that the rules for tonight were for no. The deputy left my wife laying on the hood and walked over to my window. "Do you know why I stopped you tonight?" "To grope my wife?" I offered as a smartass handing the deputy the business card case holding my license, registration and insurance card. "Have you been drinking this evening? Your wife seems a little intoxicated." "No, officer. I had one beer about three hours ago and a shot of Jack about two hours ago. I can pass the breath test or a field sobriety test, if you want," I said. Jackie seemed content in her marriage. I had a wife, children and debts. If Jackie wanted change there were much better choices for her. I wanted change, but the process that would be required to achieve it perplexed and intimidated me. It was laden with complexity that I couldn't unravel.It seemed all I had were my fantasies about her.Still... Things had happened, things I wanted to take as signals from Jackie. There was the dancing. There had been moments when we danced that the pressure of.