Sally closed her eyes and began to move in rhythm with the music. She did not know she was a dancer. It was another new discovery, and Bob took note. ...Her body swayed in time with the music, her heart beat in rhythm with the music, her breathing followed the beat, her hands danced over her body in rhythm with the music.Slowly, she became the visible embodiment of the music, and the young men were mesmerized. The music was alive in her body and drove her. One of the young men jumped into the. I then recognized that sensual voice coming from the woman kneeling down: Helena… the naughty Helena, as always been…So I left them alone, surprised that my wife was enjoying her girlfriend’s soft lips instead of being fucked by a huge well hung black guy….I went upstairs quietly and sat on the bed at the guest’s room. A while later, I just passed out after a long day at the office. Around midnight I woke up and sat in the bed as I heard my wife moaning and sometimes having what I knew for sure. .... on both counts. It was just mind blowing. And you Sue?" I love you both too ........ but you're not just saying that are you?" she hesitantly replied.In unison D and I said "No!" D adding that she thought it was meant to be to which I agreed.D, now kneeling, pulled Sue up to face her and held her close. Their lips met and the most passionately embrace I'd ever seen began. Watching them like this instantly dissolved my fears. They were becoming more sexually aroused by the second. Tongues. Looking back, I guess part of it was my choice and I probably could have stopped it. I just didn’t want to. I had moved into the dorm on Tuesday (the day they opened) and classes didn’t start until the following Monday. It was now Saturday and Ashley announced she was taking me shopping at the mall. I told her I had plenty of clothes but she just said they weren’t the proper clothes for a slut to wear. When we got to the mall, she started picking out skirts that were too short and see-thru.