One night, we were at another couples home and they weren't even swingers. We had some dinner and were watching a movie and we were getting a little t...urned on. It was only an R rated movie but had some really sexy scenes that I knew were getting my wife pretty wet. The other couple, Sara and Jim were sitting across from us and I noticed he had his arm around her and was brushing it along her nipple. I could see her getting horny by the size her nipple was getting through the t-shirt she had on.. Julie just smiled as she unbuttoned her shorts, putting his hand inside her shorts, feeling her little tight hot little hole was all it took. Dave excused himself disappearing for a short time. When he returned he ask Julie to follow him. She followed him to the back of the plane when they got to a door of the handicapped restroom; Dave slid open the door he led her in. Once in the restroom they quickly lost their inhibitions. Dave pushed her back onto the sank, pulling down her shorts. Khuli chhat thi koi bhi dekh sakta tha bua ne kaha yaha nahi neeche chalte hain ye kahkar ubhone kaode mujhe pkada diye aur chal di. Mujhe laga wo neeche jayegi par wo thoda neeche utar kar badi si step jahan se turn lete hain wahan ruk gayi aur bina peeche mude kurta utarne lagi. Main khush ho gaya ki ab to yahi chodunga. Fir unhone aise hi salwar bhi nikal di aur bra panty me aa gayi. Maine upar khada dekh raha tha. Unhone meri taraf dekha aur muskura di aur boli lo ho utar diye ab khush.. You think about that one." And I had.I'd had to deal with myself honestly. My passion, not Bob's, was what had frightened me, but my passion had also attracted me, especially at the lower intensities. The possibility of those moments had become almost as enticing as alarming. And the more distant the future, the more enticing and the less threatening it had appeared. I had already become nearly as reluctant to say "never" about those climaxes as I was to say "now" or "soon." I had been (I am.