Tom didn't know whether to take offthe panties of put the bathing suit on over them. Given that the two girlswere grinning from ear to ear, he opted f...r the latter."Smile and say cheese." No! No pictures!" Tom cried out frantically. Behind him, Becky had hercell phone ready as Tom turned to protest. Snap. Snap.Tom was almost in tears. Karen's phone was also clicking away. God! Howcould he live this down?All of a sudden Karen stopped and went to the door. "What's that? Is thatthe garage door?"Oh. As soon as she left, I had to go and jerk off…she looked that hot. My anticipation of her coming home tomorrow was at its peak. Unfortunately, that anticipation had to be held, Lynn did not come home Saturday. Nor did she come home Sunday. It was 1 AM Monday when I heard a car door close outside.Almost meeting her at the door, there was my wife. She was wearing nothing but what looked to be a man’s sport coat; her hair all messed up, no shoes, and what looked to be signatures on the top of her. He worked his kisses down to my breast and gently suckled them like I imagined a baby would when feeding. My breast are not large and I have always complained about them. Joe always told me they were perfect. Big enough that I could provide for our children, but not so big they would lower as I aged. He would descend from my breast to my stomach. Joe knew every sensitive spot there; instead of going to far in certain areas he knew when to slow down. Then Joe flipped me over on the bed, again. “So then I was in my bra and panties, feeling really exposed, and they changed it and started losing points themselves, and taking their clothes off. And I realised that was just as bad as me losing, and it was all hopeless and whatever I did I was going to end up with them doing things to me.“I could see the men’s cocks bulging out the front of their briefs, with their shorts and shirts off, and a damp patch on Miss Dugeon’s panties.“So I stood next to Mr Setright and when the ball came I.