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the villa

... couple of mingle groups but mostly they all seemed to be keeping an eye on the host. They had all been to these things before. I could see his arm round my wife was becoming animated and he was stroking and touching her in a familiar manner. And she slipped her arm round him. She was in effect demonstrating her submission to him. His arm went round her shoulder and without any prevarication he held her breast, in public, in front of them men they were talking to. The room could see this and went a little quiet. She stood proudly next to him, pushing out her chest a little to make it more obvious that she was accepting his attention. We could all hear him tell his friend s that her boobs were quite the most splendid he had held for years and invited one of them men to see for himself. The room went almost silent to watch. Our host released his hold of her totally and pushed her a little forward; The man reached out quickly and squeezed both breasts. Our host tutted and said that wasn’t what he had in mind at all and slipped round behind my wife, flipped the straps of her dress over her shoulders and pushed the top down revealing her resplendent breasts, nipples already erect, no bra in summer you see. There was a collective gasp in the room as she was revealed and lots of complimentary comments about the shape and size of these delights. Even the women were finding good things to say. And the man now reached forward and helped himself to her beautiful melons. I have to ...

... confess I was rather excited at the site of my wife’s breasts being m*****ed thus by a total stranger. The woman who was to be my ‘companion’ for the evening must have sensed I was excited and unlinked her arm, ran her hand down my back and stroked my behind. She brought her mouth near to my ear and whispered how it was such an intoxicating site to see one’s partner being taken by somebody else, and her tongue darted in my ear. I was really stiff. She suggested we keep watching but move a little closer. My wife had a loose fitting dress, the act of pushing it down meant that it started to slide down a bit further and with a slight tug from the host...... it was on the floor. Only a brief thong undergarment and I mean brief, kept her modesty intact. The host managed to pull the dress from free from her feet. Strange hands on her boobs replaced by the man’s mouth, licking and sucking to the sound of cheers from the other guests who had become a semi circular audience, encouraging him to be more daring. Only the host instructed the man to take his time, my wife was fine wine he said and to be savoured. W: He was wonderful like that. He always said the right things and his timing was immaculate. H: And the woman I was with manoeuvred us to a good vantage point but slightly apart from everyone else. The host invited a second man to come forward and take over the breasts attention, the first suitor was encouraged to go behind my wife and stroke her back side. The thing afforded no ...