I decide to go.Five hours later, I am sitting on the end of my friend’s super-king-size bed, drinking a Mojito, whilst she pulls fancy dress costume... out of her wardrobe, like a magician pulling scarves from a hat.“What about naughty nurse?” she asks, holding up a tiny PVC dress that must’ve come from a fetish-site.“Too slutty.”“Okay then, how about Snow White?”“Too many potential jokes about The Seven Dwarves.”“Playboy Bunny? Oh no, hang on, that’s bedroom-only, the knickers are crotchless.. The shirt was a much lighter blue, silky, subtle stripes. It felt good, too. I put on the jacket, the same material as the slacks, and wished I could check myself out in front of the mirror. Unfortunately, my wife was occupying the bathroom where the only mirror would be.So I took the jacket back off and lay down on the bed to wait. Visions of my wife filled my head when I closed my eyes: The time we went out to dinner with her wearing that totally transparent blouse… and the rest of that. “Goodbye, Carie,” he said, and let her hand go.“Bye, Vasily.”Carie left him standing in the apartment and walked down the hall. She knocked on Mrs Cooper’s door as she passed by, but didn’t stop. As she made her way down the stairs one last time, a comforting warmth filled her chest and a smile eased onto her lips as left she left the building. -0-A month later...It was about noon on a Sunday afternoon when Carie finally roused from luxurious slumber, and a half-hour later, she climbed out of. She sarcastically asked what I was doing. And I replied isn't it pretty obvious. She then stripped her clothes off and hopped into the shower with me. She stood behind me as she moved her left hand onto my chest and she took my cock with her right hand and started to jerk me off. I could feel her tits pressing up against my back. I looked down at my cock as she jerked me off. I neared cumming and I told Amy. She then jerked me harder and my cock then exploded shooting my cum onto the shower.