"Impossible fantasies." What? You mean like screwing Cindy Crawford?" asked Jennifer tartly."No," answered Andy absently. "Wife swapping and crap like... that." Wife swapping?" Jennifer looked shocked. "With whom?" No one. That's why its an impossible fantasy."Sophie looked confused. "Why impossible?" 'Cos we both married the wrong people."Andy looked up and qualified his friends statement. "A long time ago, while we were in Hong Kong, we made a stupid pact. One that we can't keep." Again it was. .I had mentioned earlier that night that I thought two of my uncle's friends were nice. I said nice, not sexy! But I guess my uncle took that as being good enough because after two of the guys left around 11:00 my uncle and the two I had mentioned turned on me like a pack of hungry wolves. As the lights from the other guy’s cars left the drive they all turned to me with this look in their eyes. Bob and Joseph were both in their early 40s, or thereabouts, but Bob was overweight in a stocky sort. Occasionally, with his hand, he would caress her breasts and cup them – giving even better access for his tongue to tease or gently suck at their nipples. Their bodies so entwined, her hands moved softly along his body, exploring, caressing – teasing at his own nipples – until finally reaching their prize, his still trapped cock, concealed but increasingly prominent. They quickly liberated it, and examined it more closely. Before she could continue her studies to more advanced levels, her. She was fat, with spects and braces. I use to pay my rent and leave from their premises. Though sometimes she came for my help on various things and I use to help as she has authority.Things changed when her marriage got fixed with another wealthy businessman and she was forced to lose weight. After she started losing weight she became attractive and with other grooming stuff she was becoming each day more beautiful. Then I started noticing her and she felt like an angel, who says money can’t.