”“No, it’s not that. It’s just late. My father will be home soon, and I shouldn’t be here.”“Can you come back tomorrow? We won’t do an...ything you don’t want to. I just like you, is all.”That last made her tingle. “I’ll see. Maybe, if I can.”Mark walked her to the door. As she crossed the street back to her own house, her mind was a jumble of conflicting lusts and dogmas about chastity. She loved and feared the feelings that her first boyfriend, she guessed that’s what he was, had stirred in. Here is a fantasy scenario. I finally get my wife to agree to join me on a visit to a naturist beach. It is quite a large area and I have convinced her that few people would be there and we could find a spot in the dunes where we could lie undisturbed. We arrive on the beach and find a secluded space, but she is still a little reticent about getting naked but eventually we are both lying there on beach towels totally naked. What my wife doesn’t know is that the dunes are in fact a place for. She kissed me again and removed my shirt and pants. Then I kissed the nipple over her bra and took her to the bed room. There I removed her inner wear in no time and she too removed my under wear.Now we r like 2 naked babies in the bed exploring each others body. I kissed her neck and slowly kissed her boob. Which is fair and the nipples r hard. She moaned”ahhh bite pls. Suck my milk out”then after half an hour of playing with her boobs I took my tool and gave it in herhand. She jus handled. They were in there for over a half hour, so I knew my wife was getting quite a love making session. I had not planned on this, but the fact that my wife was having sex with a total stranger, and that he was her second man ever was strangely erotic to me. It was obviously something she wanted to do. Finally, they both got out, kissed again, and my wife rejoined me in our car with a look of complete sexual fulfillment on her face. As the truck passed, the driver waved to both of us.I sat in our.