"No business at dinner, Mr. Claiborne please?" said Mr. Wakamatsu,clinking glasses. "Agreed?" Agreed," nodded Greg."Thank you, husband," said Mrs. Wak...matsu, softly patting her husband andleaning in kissing his cheek. "Now let's get to know this lovely couple." She's the boss," joked Mr. Wakamatsu, again clinking his glass withGreg's as they downed another shot.It was still somewhat of an interview though, as Mr. Wakamatsu casuallyasked some questions about their backgrounds as Greg took him. ..let me continue...I'm not mad at you just surprised that you have a girlfriend that will sneak into your window to have sex. Your Mom and I had talked about you being here and having no friends. When that young guy came to the door and told us about the problem y'all once had over a girl, we were shocked but I'm proud that the two of you got to be such good friends. He seems like a very nice guy...' Pops got up, patted me on the head and whispered '...if your Mom asked tell her I grounded you. It worked! Adam answered the door in the same loosely tied robe that I’d met him in three weeks ago. He smiled when he saw me and said, “Good morning, Barb.” Then he laughed, put his hands on his hips, and added, “What took you so long?”I smiled back at him and was about to respond, when I noticed that…when he put his hands on his hips, his robe swung completely open. My eyes fell immediately to his cock….every bit as big as I remembered it….dangling impressively between his legs. Long and. These photographs were sexual gold.Sara knew how to work the camera and she definitely knew how to get a cock hard. My own cock was blue steel hard as I realised I was absolutely naked, photographing my best friends hotwife, as she wore the tiniest bikini ever on their roof terrace, with the potential for a few office block voyuers.Sara placed the long French manicured nail of her right index finger into the tight silver groove her bikini bottoms had created.Smiling at the camera, she ran her.