Although your movement is swift, your grip is still somewhat soft, as if only to send a warning of what is possible."You just what, thought you could ...leasure yourself since you were bored or something?" You let go and slowly finish removing what is left of your outfit. "You thought," you say as your pants fall to the floor and create a metal sound from the belt buckle. "You could have a little fun while I'm away because you were horny?" You look back up at me with dissapointment and shake your. Impressed by his lack of concern about my presence, I watched as his confidence grew. Standing, he helped my wife to her feet and began to unbuttoned his shirt and with her help, removed it. Standing there close up against my half-naked wife, facing her and towering over her, 's physique became even more apparent. He was over six feet tall and his broad, smooth, muscular frame seemed to dwarf my petite wife. When my wife had finally removed his shirt, she smiled and stretched up on toes and. "My hands seemed pressed, involuntarily over my penis, holding my underwear up. Regina snapped, leaning in and grabbing my undies, yanking them down off my legs. "Oh my god!" she screamed, pointing down between my legs as I quickly tried to cover myself. "It looks so cute!" She screamed, smiling at Karly."Oh, it does, doesn't it," agreed Karly, the two of them giggled together.Jessica tossed Regina a lacey black pair of Brazilian panties, "I not going near that thing," she said, "quick, make. Not that she walked round naked or anything but just seeing her in her underwear could make any man's day.When Beth arrived next morning to help get things sorted, I mentioned the pictures to her and I got them out to show her. We both laugh at the memory of those good times so long ago. While she was looking at the pictures I said the words, 'Sleep Beth Sleep' and she slumped back on the couch scattering the photos in the process. Oh my god, I thought, it still worked, what was I going to do.