I’d been busted! I blushed. Unfazed at being caught, Dieter said, in slightly accented but otherwise perfect English, “We like to enjoy each othe...r as much as possible. We also like the danger aspect of being caught. It makes it more exciting for us.” Then he raised the hand from her crotch and fed her his middle finger, visibly damp from his under the table adventure. The conversation turned to sex very quickly, covering likes, dislikes, kinks and experiences. Finally, Inge asked me, “Would. I love her lips. They are full, tight, and hide her inner lips completely. They would open like a flower blooming in the sunlight, exposing all of her hidden treasures. I laid my middle finger along her slit and slowly pushed until her lips parted and I felt her always wet inner lips. She moaned and pushed back against me even harder. With one finger slowly massaging between her lips, my other hand was gently pulling and squeezing her nipple. She began humping back against my mound and. "Dear lord," he said, releasing his own deep breath. "You look amazing." You look pretty good yourself," I flirted back, grabbing his hand. Ipulled him inside making sure I stayed in front of him. I wanted him tonotice the yoga pants. A reaction was what I was looking for. I glancedback and noticed him looking down a little; he had noticed.He really does love this, I thought excitedly. Brianne was right.I sat him down on the couch and pointed to his drink. He took a sip buthis eyes never left. "That would be singularly odd," she said. "It's an annual event where a field of women get together and bid on a selection of men. The women get a date, and the proceeds go to charity." You're going to fight over a man with other women?" I asked, my voice cracking again.She laughed. "It's not mud wrestling, Bob. We just make bids, and whoever wins gets the option of going on a date. There are even some married women who participate. It's all very chaste, Bob." I'll just bet it is," I groaned. I.