It's Wayne's turn

"I believe I'd be next," said Wayne. "And I'll be sure to ask about anything I think fits the moment."

Abbie looked at him expectantly. "Ask me anything," she said with a smile.

"Well, it's customary to get a little handsy during body shots. Would it be okay if I touched you a little?"

"Sure!" said Abbie, cheerfully.

"I won't go too far, I promise."

"Don't promise too much, Wayne."

Wayne smiled. "Also, I don't know all this neck business. Where I come from, we lick the salt from a woman's chest."

Abbie played shocked. "From my chest? That's awfully forward of you."

Wayne shrugged. "I'm from the south. But what do you say, Abbie. Would it be okay if I licked the salt from your chest?"

"Definitely," she replied. She very quickly undid the other buttons on her shirt, and let her shirt fall open. She had a simple white bra underneath. "Is this good?"

Wayne swallowed. "Um, yeah. It's very good." He smiled. He leaned over her body, and licked between her breasts. Abbie put the lime wedge in her mouth, and lay back. Nate poured the tequila.

Wayne sprinkled fresh salt on her chest. He leaned in, and licked thoroughly, even venturing to lick parts of her chest that were nowhere near the salt. He moved beneath her bra, licking some of her stomach above the navel, and then sucked the liquid from her belly button. He moved back up again, kissing her skin along the way, across her chest, her neck, her chin, and then landed his lips on hers, turning the lime moment into a deep kiss. Finally he stood up, the lime in his own mouth.

Abbie lay there, her breaths deep, her upper body pulsing with her deeper breath. "Wow," she said. "That was quite a bit different from what Nate was first describing. Nate, are you sure you know how to do body shots?"