These would not take me all day so by lunch time I was in the shower and ready to sit down in front of the TV with a glass of wine, in my boxer shorts...and t-shirt. I was also looking forward to her return and seeing her in that outfit again.For most of the day my phone was receiving text messages from my wife letting me know how busy she was and how she was going to be quite late getting home, and what she was going to do to me that evening as Miss Claus.Then I received a message from my wife. She turned around and in one fluid motion dropped the black dress onto the floor facing the window. Result! She was early thirties ish and hot. As the dress fell it became apparent that se wasn't wearing a bra as her small pert tits bounced as she bent forward. I actually gasped out loud as her small dark nipples came into view. When the dress slid over her waist she was left naked accept for small black panties. She turned and walked away from the window exposing her ass clad only in. She was sexy, and seemed pretty bright. Definitely the kind of girl I used to date, back when I had a life.Stacy pointed out the two other girls and introduced me, "This," she said indicating a girl with short brown hair, "is my sister Bree." Hello Bree." Hi," was all she said. She didn't exactly seem to like me very much. She didn't smile, didn't wave, and she was the one who had gasped when she saw me come out of the house."And this," Stacy said, pointing to the other girl, who was basically. There were fresh flowers in a glass vase and everything looked sparkling clean and tidy. W enquired as to what I’d been doing that week and we both chatted. He gently pulled me closer to have a cuddle. He remarked that I looked nervous as I surveyed the room - it looked somewhat bigger than I remembered. Not much has changed rooms emptier, less clutter he clarified. W confirmed that as he had suggested, we would have an outing to Nostell Priory and Parkland between the showers.We kissed and.