I started to worry before remembering that I had my camera so quickly fiddled with my phone and brought up the image in the living room to make sure, ...nly to spot my mate sleeping in the sofa bed and my wife standing over him wearing her fluffy robe. It was quite puzzling, maybe she heard a sound and went down to make sure Simon was ok.After clearing my eyes I looked again and right enough she stood over him while he slept. Her arm reached out ever so slowly only to touch the blankets between. So I stepped into one leg of thefilmy garment, which was pink and had a tiny bow on the front, neatlycentered, and then got my other foot in. As I pulled them slowly up mylegs the satiny material stroked my skin. Even that was turning me on.Like I mentioned, I'm almost always turned on... and need release.I stood there in the panties and my wife told me, rather imperiously Ithought, to get out of my shirt. I pulled it over my hear and dropped iton the floor. She scowled at me, made me pick. He received the last pic as the train drew into the station, her fingers held her pussy open as if inviting him into her. His cock was throbbing as the train halted. He had never wanted anyone as badly as he wanted Emma now. _____________________________________________________________ The train was drawing into the station. This was it, it as now or never. Did I walk off the train clad as I was with the long coat over the top or did I dare remove it and walk off the train brazenly naked? I. "No," Paul said (my groomsman). "We've got a hair dresser for that," headded."Sure," I said padding out of the bathroom into the bedroom. There was aknock on the door. Paul crossed the floor and opened the door.Standing there was a man. Paul stepped out of the way to let the manenter the room. He was carrying a metal case."So this is the blushing groom?" he said."Yes, I am." Let's get started, we want to make you the most beautiful groom ever,"he said and walked across to where Paul was seated;.