He moved his hand higher on her thigh. She continued to chat with him about this and that until their beers arrived and they ordered lunch. The frosty... beer tasted just right to Helen as she leaned against his side. He could balance the mug with his left hand so his hand on her thigh remained.He had moved his hand a few more inches under her skirt by now, his progress maddeningly slow. He finally reached the juncture of her thighs. He kept his palm on her thigh while he teased her clit through. Mel was a beautiful woman, not just some ‘trophy wife’. She had a natural beauty. Reddish auburn hair, average size maybe 5’8 or so, about a C cup chest, and the greenest eyes that I have ever seen. I also noted in my brain that both times I have met her she smelled wonderful.As Jill was removing her blouse, I noted that Mel had a front clasp bra which my wife unclasped with a flick of her wrist. Mel let the bra fall to the jet floor. My wife broke from their kiss and leaned into Melanie’s. "Before they got married we got drunk one night and ended up in bed together. Mink gave a practical demonstration of why her nickname should be Mink. She wore both of us out and was trying to suck us both up for another round.Since their wedding four years ago, I've been invited back several times so Mink could wear Jason and I out. They didn't want to get involved in the swinging groups because they didn't think they were safe, health wise. They're probably right. Me? I wasn't involved because. " Your two provided meals will be brought to you at approximately noon and six PM. Somebody will knock on the door and then you will take the tray off the cart outside and bring it in. When you are done just set it on the table here. You will remain in the room with no contact with any other human being until midnight tonight."Heather pulled the plastic off the bed, balled it up and pushed it into the trash can while listening to this Dave guy drone on and on with his instructions. She wasn't.