He could barely believe his eyes. He hadn't seen nylons like these in more than 5 years yet here they were on the girl he loved.At that moment, Bill f...lt as though life wouldn't get any better. He caressed her nylon clad foot framed in the indescribable, sexy dark toe and heel of her newly acquired stockings. He was beside himself with arousal as she told him how and where she purchased these sheer gems adorning her legs and feet. This was the pinnacle of his nylon fetish. To be able to share. My face buriedin her ass started sweating.We heard furniture being moved and the two of them made a few trips totheir van, carrying in boxes on each return. At one stage master returnedfrom the van and erected two large dogs cages near the pool."Please can I try on some of my wifes clothes?" I asked Master.He smiled, you sure seem to be getting into this. Aren;t you worriedshe'll dislke you?"But I can say that you forced me to. She'll never know." You got a thing for womens clothing?" I have. I. "Give me the soap. I'll wash your back," she said.I turned around to face her. She was smaller than Trudy in every way. "I don't want my back washed, but I'll wash your front, I said and watched her smile.Like I said, Joyce was a small girl. "You have nice breasts," I said, beginning to rub the bar of soap on them. She watched me for a few seconds, and then her eyes drifted down to my cock."You have a nice cock," she said."Do you think it will fit in here?" I asked, reaching down to put the tip. I told him I wouldn’t tell herabout this development but would just bring her and hopeshe’d go along with it.We traveled about ten minutes more than usual and sheasked me where we were going. I told her that Martin wasat a different lorry park. We finally arrived and Ipulled up at the far side of the lorry park. Martin hadseen us came over took her by the hand. She seem totrust him… if only she knew.My wife followed Martin without saying anything. Wewalked across the lorry.