We both helped each other with getting our clothes off and I held my wife’s hand as she stepped into the tub.We took turns washing each other’s ha...r. Afterwards, I started to lather my wife’s body up in delicate fashion, applying messaging pressure where I thought she would enjoy it. I paid special attention to her feet, working the balls of her feet with my thumbs.“Oh Gary. That feels so good,” She sighed, “I can’t remember the last time you did that.”Again, I couldn’t either.As a man, I. It is then that a furth person joins them, reaching and fumbling quickly fr the camera you see that it is your wife wearing some sexy platform heels, she is also wearing a gidt you gave her but had refused to wear for you that sheer black micro slingshot and matching micro sheer bikini top. You automatically click off a few pictures as your free hand moves to rub your cock through your trousers.Yur wife now struts over to the benchpress where the guys clear the bench and reduce the load. Her. I was kept in the dark through dinner; even Kelly and Jennifer knew what wasgoing on. After dinner, Teresa and Debbie cleaned up and loaded thedishwasher while the girls and I watched a Star Trek rerun. Finally, Debbieand Teresa came out to the family room, giggling like schoolgirls.Debbie pulled out the amulet, as I expected. And as usual, she changed themagical invocation. But there was something different in the wording.I felt the familiar tingling in my crotch, a sensation that started. This was not a safe place to be an unknown traveller.Cheese, meat, bread: these were our main products. The tiles we made ourselves, but then the locals preferred thatch, so it wasn’t a barterable product. I encouraged the spinners to start work in producing wool yarn and then turn that into clothing; we might make more profit that way and give people choice. Choice always helps stimulate the market, Gricolus had once said. I really hoped I could keep him alive, he was so useful. We would eat.