Another woman” Beth said, her words carefully pronounced. Allan knew she was going to say something less polite like “Some old trollop” or “Sl...pper” or something. “But we’ve played out fantasies before” he said, bravely trying to defend his honour. Beth stopped in her tracks. It was true, they had acted out fantasies before. Not often, mind you, but enough for a bit of variety. Dressing up seemed pointless when shortly after beginning, it would all be removed again, she had thought to herself.. After a while we sorted out the problem it turned out that the manager was not adding up the VAT right and had been forgetting to sort out the till receipts properly. So everything was peachy keen and no longer were the bosses going to get medieval on our asses. Still it was difficult as she had certainly been playing a fox and it was obvious I had a hard on most of the time, she smiled as she left and I thought if I didn't go out for a drink that night I would be wanking my cock raw.I bumped. She was a sweet young thing, no doubt, sashaying along in her tiny black and red bikini, with nothing else but her sandals on, and her beach bag hanging off her shoulder. She was kind of small, but sexy as hell, and she walked along like she knew it too.*****As I walked along, a car stopped and asked if I needed a ride, I looked in and it was two surfer boys. They were cute too, in the car, with their shirts off. So I told them where I'm going and they say they can take me home. I threw my bag. The lights were down low and candles were lit. I found my wife lounging in a bubble bath with a glass of wine. She got really excited when I showed her the new toy. She told me to hurry up and shower and wait for her in bed. I showered quickly and grabbed a glass of wine.My body was tingling and my length was starting to get hard in anticipation of what was coming.My wife came out of the bathroom with one of her silk robes on. The strap-on was poking through the front. All of a sudden it looked.