I spoke to myself aloud."Tana Riley, you look good; you deserve an orgasm now. I wish I could eat myself."My parents were old country Italians; Tana i...s short for Gaetana. My husband, Nicolo Riley, Nick for short, was the product of an Irish father, who provided the name of Riley, and an Italian mother, who insisted on Nicolo. Nick is actually my second husband; my first took off a few years ago with some slut of a secretary from his office. Nick and I met at a singles affair at the. ------------------------------------It’s been 4 days since I returned home from my camping trip but the home I returned to was much less appealing than the one I left behind. The entire vibe in the house changed and I was glad I found a new place to live.I reached the house and parked the car. Only my step mom’s car was in the driveway, it was still early and dad wouldn’t be home for a few hours. I closed the car door behind me and headed into the house.I entered through the side door and. Since I am frank, I said: “Divya you are looking gorgeous dear”. (It’s not like I am a pervert, I admire and respect her beauty).We went to coffee shop as the mood was light and the place was especially for couples.Some were talking, some were kissing. Divya and I saw each other for once. I noticed the urge of her at once. We then sat on the table and ordered coffee, I sat near Divya with her permission. She was also comfortable. as we were both burning in our fire of that first touch, first. I stuttered and stammered and the girls giggled. Angela (Kelly) grabbed my glass of Chardonnay and took a sip and then her hand slipped and she spilled half the glass onto Lisa’s (Suzie’s) black top over her left breast. The two girls turned towards me at the same time and Angela said, “Sorry Suzie, let me help you with that.” To my shock and surprise Angela lifted up Lisa’s black top and exposed her very firm left breast and she started to lick the wine off her breast. Angela then moved her.