As she turned to walk away I said "Remember that we have to rehearse first." She laughed and raised her skirt and shook her lovely arse at me. I...stood back and admired my sexy wife and began thinking of the various encounters we had shared with our friends, some of who would soon be here. The door opened and in walked Stan, our new drummer, carrying a six-pack of beer and talking loudly on his mobile phone. "Yeah I won't drink too much." He said into the phone. "If I have too much I'll. I’m…”“You want to.”“I do, Kevin. I can’t. I’m a lonely, over-sexed, middle-aged woman, and my lust overcomes my reason. It’s one thing to make up fantasies, to masturbate. It’s another to move beyond that.”“I want to lick your pussy.”“Stop it, Kevin.”I unbuttoned my shorts. “Let me jack off for you.”“Not a good idea,” she said, but her eyes were fixed on my shorts.I unzipped the shorts. My cock was stuck sideways, but she could see my pubes. Her eyes came up to mine.“Please don’t.”I slid the. "Thank you," she said softly."Richard is a very, very lucky man," Jim continued, "and, from the years I've known him, you're a pretty lucky girl. I hope you have a long and happy time together. I'm sure you will." Thank you!" they chorused."If I may, I'd like to treat you both to a bottle of wine this evening." Ooh, yes please," they chorused again and Deborah kissed him."Hmph!" chuckled Jim. "I'm glad you both don't kiss together too."All three roared with laughter. "No, I'm not into that,". "I stared at the young man, gauging the fragility of his head. "Didn't you hear what I just said? This woman with me is my daughter. Not my wife. To spell it out, I am not here on a honeymoon."For an instant, the smile receded. Almost immediately, though, it was back. "Our apologies, Sir. We never thought of it that way. Mrs. Edward, please accept our apologies - unfortunately, the fact must have missed your husband's mention when we talked."Sarah, my beautiful, beautiful daughter, smiled.