Frederick became lost in the offered heaven that was Vicki's foot.  The slightly coarse, somewhat silken caress of her nylon-clad foot against his rough lips was a mixture of sensations that made his blood run hot.  He had always dreamed of doing this but in public and in front of her husband were two parts of the equation that had never entered his mind. He was beginning to suspect that the pair were voyeurs and exhibitionists, two like-minded souls who got off on watching other people enjoy their spouses.  Or perhaps this was just the start of something new, something to help stir up their marriage and get their sex life out of a rut.<br/><br/>Whatever the reasons, real or imagined, Frederick certainly did not squander the opportunity to fulfill his desires.  As George chuckled and called for the end of the dare and the start of another round of cards, Frederick groaned softly and rolled his eyes up at Vicki, a faint yet playful smirk appearing on his lips.<br/><br/>"And I was just getting started..."<br/><br/>He pulled away but kept his bright blue eyes locked upon her, refusing to give up even a single glance of the woman of his infatuations.<br/><br/>As George lost not one hand by two, he couldn't help but smile.  The fates had been kind so far and seemed to be taking advantage of George's own attraction to Beth. It was hardly a subtle thing with the way the younger woman kept looking over at the older man with half-lidded eyes and a faint blush on her rosy cheeks.  As Beth stood and slowly removed her dress, Frederick could completely understand the attraction.  Beth was gorgeous, voluptuous in an entirely different manner than Vicki.  His eyes wandered over her body, traveling the road map of her feminine curves until their eyes met, albeit briefly.<br/><br/>"This night just keeps getting better and better... Come on, next hand!  Perhaps we can get Vicki's dress off next, eh George?"