It would probably change my relationship with Marina forever. But Holly's words had struck a chord with me. I still didn't know if I could do it, but ... was certainly emboldened.No, it was the wine. When St. Peter asked me about it at the gates of heaven, I would choose that as my excuse."Actually though, if I had to kill for one of the wive's husbands, I'd go for Nadine's." Oh really?" Marina asked. She was already running low on her glass of wine again. I took a long swig, draining my glass to. Gently I rubbed her as she moaned spasmodically as I rubbed her, taking the time I slipped a couple of fingers into her wet cunt, she moaned again.Alternating between her hole and her clit it was obvious by her body movements and her breathing that she was close to cumming. Rocking her on my hand she groaned as I finger fucked her, then after a tense minute she squealed out as my hand became wet, she’d squirted, and I rubbed her a little more and then stopped.She looked at me and whispered a. 'You look a million dollars', i had to admit he wasnt wrong, the dress fitted like a glove (and probably used as much material!). It was a designer black satin, halter neck dress that plunged to my navel and hugged my ass beautifully. I felt great, Dave had really gone to town with this, for once it wasnt a fetish dress, or even that slutty (for me). I had a feeling that Dave was taking me somewhere fancy so that he could show me off."well darling you have a great night, see you later' he said. I tiptoed back in bedroom went to my side of bed and carefully wrapped the hose around my rock hard cock, I couldn't help but to stroke slowly for a few minutes looking at her 38D tits as they fell out of her shirt(just in case it went no further I'd have some type of fun) I could see both nipples pretty much in plain view and that's all I needed to stiffen me even more. All she had on besides this small shirt was a thong! I really was about to just say fuck it, get down on my knees get at.