Did that just happen, he wondered to himself. He looked back but she was gone. Just my imagination, he convinced himself. "Hon, I'm going to try these...on," said Alice holding up a large pile of clothing. "Do you know where the changing rooms are in this place?" They're right over here," said a high soprano voice. Both Patrick and Alice looked over to see a blond clerk motioning at Alice to follow her. "Thank you very much," replied Alice happily.Patrick was in heaven. This girl was real. She. " She slid one sanded length along her palm like she was testing a knife for sharpness.Behind her, I finally lifted my ass off the floor and shook off the dust. I thought everything was back to normal, until she straightened and turned around.I'm sure you had to be there, but for the first time in my life I noticed the clothes she was wearing. I guess in my mind she was always the drill sergeant, or the handyman, or a dozen other male roles I had hung around her neck. She was wearing a dress.. Then I looked at Susan. She too was leaning in and it spread her top open so that almost all of her tits were visible to the men at the table. A little lower and her nipples would have popped out. So that was the plan. Very clever I thought to myself. None of the men looked at the man who was talking. All of their eyes were clearly on my wife’s tits. They all laughed and then leaned back. One of the men slid his arm around Susan’s neck. His hand dangled down the other side dangerously close to. I tried to fight to ignore it but I just couldn't help myself. I pushed down his blanket and I could see his pyjama trousers with an unmistakable bulge in it.I could literally feel my mouth watering as I looked at it. What was wrong with me, my body seemed to be taking over. I reached down and stroked his pyjamas where the bulge was before pulling aside his bottoms and exposing his very hard cock.I took my wash cloth and started to wash it and it rose to meet my attention. Soon I dropped the.