When I got to the living room I found my wife on her knees in front of Marc. She had his jeans undone and was working his big, veiny white dick out of...his underwear. I must say I just stood there in awe. At least 10 inches of meat and balls were hanging out of Marc’s Calvin Klein boxers! She pulled this monster out of his shorts with ease. It was also fatter than any dick that I've ever seen. But, the surprises weren't over yet.My wife started playing with it, flopping it around and slapping it. I sat there thinking and Julie said come on let's see what you made of orare you just another male chauvinist just trying to keep women down? Iswallowed hard hoping to call their bluff said ok I'll do it on twoconditions 1.if you don't make fun of me and two I only wear the skirtsor dresses at the office. Becky replied ok skirts or dresses at theoffice but you must wear the nylons given to you all day, from when youget up until you go to bed!I looked at all of them and said "deal' I think I saw. I watched as she slipped into the pool and took a few laps. It appeared as if there where no one else in the pool at the time. As I continued to sip my drink, I looked down at Sara a few minutes later and noticed that Don was in the pool as well and they appeared to be talking while resting against the edge of the pool.A few minutes had passed and I noticed Sara climb from the pool and could see Don watching her ass as she pulled herself out. He then climbed out of the pool. Sara walked to the. Again a soft moan comes from the next dressing room..............End of chapter one.He continues with the second part:okay, to the story:It's always tricky for me to continue work on a vision you have started, but it's a good challenge. Like painting a picture when someone else has selected the colors. I step over to the partition and give a soft tap with a knuckle. "Come over if you wish."There is a moment of silence, then movement and a few seconds later a woman enters our dressing room. .