Afew more stammered attempts passed my lips before I gave up. All Icould do was gaze at my desirable wife and wish that I was man enough topossess he.... And that she didn't amuse and excite herself by reducingme to a sissy. Tyra said something about selecting what I would wearbut then there was a loud knock on the front door. I froze but shesmiled wickedly.My wife said, with one plump index finger held up so that its tiptouched her rounded chin, "I wonder who THAT could be? Why don't you. She'd have to go through the alleyway, with all the drunks and homeless people. She was wearing her favorite black sweater, and now it was going to get ruined.She turned to her left into the alleyway, where it was cold and damp. She walked as fast as she could in her heeled shoes, but still a couple of drunkards saw her and said nasty things. She was stopped suddenly when somebody grabbed her on the arm. It was an old woman."Spare some change for an old woman," said the stranger."Let me go,". Did I see you sneak a quick feel of their cocks Gemma I asked, already sure of the answer. Already flushed she admitted that she did and she felt really horny at the thought of turning them on even more than she had already. In fact the small crowd of them made her even more of an exhibitionist.We agreed that we both wanted to take this game further as she loved every second of the thrill and I was happy to take pleasure from being her voyeur. I asked why she didn’t try to get Josh somewhere a. I assume she thought I was outside too, and took off her bikini and ran to the bathroom to get dressed. The same bathroom I was in, reliving her ass on my face causing me a giant hard on that I needed to play with. So I am sitting on the sink, cock in hand and here comes Stacey running throught the door. She runs right into me and in order to not get knocked into the toilet, I wrap her up in a hug. She tries to wiggle away but I calm her down and stop her from screaming, all the while poking.