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I watched as he held close on a secluded part of the dance floor with is hand straying from her waist to along the outside of her hips and when she did object dragging his fingertips along her buttocks Shiela I saw was pressing into his leg which was between hers.
As his fingers stocked the exposed thigh the band took a break and they returned.
I asked if his admiration was as obvious and she blushed.
I asked if perhaps we should invite him back to the cottage for a nightcap and perhaps tonight was when we might try out our fantasy she moaned into me ear and as band finished pulled me of the dance floor.
Sheila's eyes were shining and her nipples were visible beneath the thin material of the Sarong.
A couple of minutes later the band came back and I took my wife to the dance floor. She asked if I was angry and I asked if I felt like was angry and she felt me against her abdomen and smiled.
I ate her occasionally coming up for air asking her to imagine what Sanga's dark cock must look like.
She moaned and just grabbed me by the hair and pulled me back down to suck on her engorged clitoris and gave a high pitched wail as she came.
Back in our cottage Shiela and I bathe and she is obviously aroused, the sea and the sun do that to her.
She works out and so despite being a mother still turns heads, to use a cliché. The story always requires me to be there, as a participant to begin with. She generally dresses pretty conservatively in day - to - day life and when on the beach in real life wears a conservative one - piece bathing suit. * After a long time we are on a holiday on our own without the kids and are flying to Sri Lanka and its beautiful beaches.
The story below is a variation on one we have fantasized about for many years. She likes me to begin with me and another man or us with another couple. We are booked into a beautiful resort that has secluded cottages right be the shore so that you have walk but a few yards to get to the beach. Since we are on our own after while on a holiday I have convinced her to buy a swimsuit more daring than she has ever worn before. It is cut really high on the leg, the front a deep v that just covers her breasts and meets just below her navel and thong like round the back.
Shiela is, I see, flattered and quite happy to be admired.
After a bit Shiela and I wander off to the water and are fooling around in surf and I see and added swing to her buttock as we walk down to the water. In her quiet manner she say he is a good-looking man.