She sits on a wood bench in the middle, towel wrapped around her, arms crossed, scanning the selection, thinking, confidently how she would look good ...n anything here, she smiles at her self-centered notion and stands, running her hand over the soft selection of exotic wools and silks. As she exits, Francis awakes and looks at his beautiful wife floating about. He smiles, leans up resting his back on the Mahogany head board and watches the erotic vision unfold before his waking eyes. Veronica. “So you could flash your bare ass to me, what else?”“I could flash you and still wear panties. It’s not likethey’re glued on.”“Will you really do that?”“Maybe. You might mess yourself though.”“Give me some credit. I saw your nipple without cummingall over.”“Yeah. I guess you did.”We are both quiet for awhile. We are about 5 minutesaway and I know that we are coming up to a new townhousedevelopment that is still. ‘I’ll be back in a mo… don’t go away.’ She cheerily informs me before walking out of the lounge. I remove all my clothes in compliance with her instructions and await with mounting tension her return… The door to the lounge swings open and a few seconds later I feel a chill breeze over my unclad body – I shiver but only partly due to the brief draft of cool air. She is clutching a bamboo garden cane in her hand. ‘This will do the trick, I reckon!’ She announces evilly. ‘Right, I’ll take my top. I took note of his body and remarked what a great looking guy he was. Ah, pride, what an ally when it motivates someone else.He chuckled, stood up, flexing his pecks and turned and flexed his gluts. I added that his cock was remarkable, too. He turned and put his hand under it and flopped it for me. I swooned and said I hadn't ever seen one like that; it really looked delicious. He was digging this for sure, I had wondered if he wasn't bi-sexual, so I asked him if I could touch it. He said,.