The sizes he had chosen fit her perfectly. The jeans were snug in all the right places but not overbearingly so. The shirt was a long sleeved v-neck a...d dipped low enough to show just the beginnings of the curves of her breasts. When she adjusted her stance a tease of skin showed where her jeans and shirt were supposed to meet. He had managed to not throw away the stilettos that she had been wearing the night before, and she’d put them on, lengthening the lines of her legs. The jeans that she. The woman who entered was wearing a tuxedo with a micro-skirt, and herlong legs confidently led her into the room. She was a truly beautifulbrunette, and even though she had the features of a supermodel, herconfidence seemed to make her even sexier than the sum of her parts.Emily strode over to the vanity on her satin pumps and placed a smallvideotape upon it. She looked at me, and said, "Good, I'm glad youfixed your makeup." I... feel... close to you," I said, unable to fully express the bond. I can feel the pre cum dribbling out of my already hard cock.Shit, she's grinding on my hand! I look up and see she is concentrating on the trimmer, rubbing it repeatedly over the same patch on my head, moving it in time with her grinding. She keeps it up, grinding and cutting, occasionally moving to a new bit on my head. Now she is grinding faster. I look at her face and she is biting her lip! She looks so sexy, trying not to show she is getting herself off while cutting my hair.I can't let. We played cards for a couple of hours, laughing and joking. At some point I noticed Jack, who was sitting next to my wife, touching her thigh or arm occasionally and Anita reciprocating with signals of physical attraction. I excused myself for a minute to go to the bathroom.I wanted to see what would happen if I left my sexy wife alone with both guys…I went outside to the porch for a smoke and soon Mark joined me.We got involved in a deeper conversation about politics and we really lost track.