Lora when got up without a word, wrapping a towel around her as she headed out the door, leaving me to wonder what had just happened. I got drying off...before going to see where she had gone. Her bedroom door was closed and when I tried it I found it was locked. I tipped lightly asking if anything was wrong and all I got back was " I want to be alone to think this out, so please give me some time. Just go away and give me my alone time, I have to think this out." I thought about saying more but. " I started."To put it on?" she finished. "No problem, here step into these. Now hold your arms over your head, good! You're done, dressed as a proper lady. How does it feel?" It's nice and warm," I admitted, "It feels ... like my nipples are being, tickled. Oh my god, I think I just wet my panties!" I don't think so. You're somewhat antsy in the hip area. Does it feel hot, moist, and tingly?" she inquired sporting a grin."Yes." Are you getting the urge to grab your pussy?" Oh, yes!" In that. They picked out some smaller-chained ornate ones that looked like jewelry. “Now, we just need a long flexible dildo. Hmm… This one reminds me of a stallion’s black cock. This’ll go way up there, whore.” We noticed a side room that was being remodeled. Diane whispered to Patricia, and she nodded enthusiastically. I went to the manager to ask for private use of the area. When he saw the receipt for the toys, he said we could use the room for 15 minutes, and gave us a roll of paper towels. . Sandy stepped back and I could then see the reason for my wife’s reaction. Sandy’s cock was so large and so erect that it had actually exposed itself by sticking up out of his shorts! The monster which had caught my attention in the gym was now well past his navel and was silhouetted against his rippling abdominal muscles. None of the studs my wife had admired in those porno flicks was as well endowed. My wife stood, removed her bathing suit, walked over to Sandy, wrapped her arms around him.