One remarkable thing about my wife was her fashion sense. She had lingerie in every style and colour imaginable. The only common bond between most of ...t was the tactile sensuality of the materials. Silks and satins were slipping between my fingers even as I found myself wondering just how those clothes must feel caressing my wife's skin.I pushed those thoughts down deep and arranged all the items in a basket to be put in our bedroom for her to put away. I carried the basket up the stairs and. I'll mind the seats," he said enigmatically, although his reluctance to get up might be informed by the bulge in his jeans that I had been wriggling around on, trying unsuccessfully to seat it between my legs where it seemed to belong.Walking off to the toilet, I knew that Kevin was watching my bottom so I took longer strides to make the skirt bounce and swish, but it had the unexpected side-effect of making my engorged pussy lips rub together with wet friction, sending a shiver of desire. ” To my surprise Wendy stood up pulled the dress over her head took off her bra and then just laid back down. Gary slowly reached a hand out and touched her tit Wendy jumped a little but then moaned and kept her eyes closed. He started to rub more and more stopping to play with her very erect nipples. She kept her eyes closed and started to squirm a little. Steve then being a little bolder started to rub her leg higher and higher till he was coming close to reaching her now puffy lips. Gary. Shaking her head, she turned to check out the stream. Walking slowly, she could hear things slink off into the dark of night. Despite the full moon, she was certain that shadows followed her. She was beginning to think she should turn around when she noticed a red glow in the direction of the neighbors land. Walking closer but with more caution she smelled smoke. Nervous that it was a fire but trying to keep calm about it she pressed on to check. The bushes and trees grew thick in the area.