This time, however, for some reason I decided to free-ball it when I left the house to head over to John’s. Sadly, my wife didn’t even notice. She...was heading up to bed as I headed out, and told me to have fun. “Maybe I will!” I thought.John was in his garage when I got there, similarly dressed. I couldn’t tell right away because it was dark, but I found myself sneaking peeks at his crotch to see if he was freeballing it again. We exchanged pleasantries, he thanked me for coming over, and we. The tungsten lighting made everything look like it was lit by a bright campfire. Hell, I didn’t even mind the little moths and occasional beetles flying around the top of my stall. At this point, we were all taking part in what I thought to be the most amazing event to ever take place on a family camping trip. “Oh hell yeah, you like that, baby? You like that bad-boy dick in your pussy, huh?”“Oh, um yeah, baby, you’re such a bad boy.”Aw, she was so sweet. I knew there was no way his dick could. He then hands me a leather mini-skirt, which zips up in the back. I step into it and pull it up, but I turn and wait for him to help me zip it since it is so incredibly tight. It is a bit uncomfortable against my bare skin, and I am still hoping he has just forgotten to hand me my panties… He then hands me a long-sleeved, pink angora sweater with a plunging v-neck and lovely pink pearl buttons down the front. I put this on also. Next he hands me the shoes. Lovely new black patent-leather. I watched her step out of her half slip and remove her stockings. Then she stepped out of her lacy pink bikini panties, opened the hooks of her matching push-up bra and shrugged it off. Looking at my nude wife usually gives me a raging hard-on, but seeing her as a voyeur would enhanced the feeling. Her tits looked lovely, the triangle of thick, curly brown pubic hair inviting and her shapely, strong legs beautiful. Wearing only a pair of black high heels, she put on a shapeless hospital gown.