Apart from a little group of freckles on her left shoulder, her skin is flawless – unmarred by unsightly tattoos. Today's outfit showed off her long...legs and clear skin wonderfully.By this time, she'd made it to the front of the line and I watched as she chatted cheerfully with the barista while he started filling her order. Her high tinkling laugh drifted to me across the noise of the cafe as they shared some unknown joke. I felt a moment of envy for the man serving her. I wanted to have those. He would use me, hard, and wring me tightly, until I was worn out. Then we’d start all over again.Tony had decided to take some of his new-found raise, and ensure that I had a clothing allowance, and he told me to start buying more outfits meant for a wealthier life. Short was good, revealing was great, sexy was in but slutty was out. An elegant nudity he coined the term. So I did as a dutiful wife would. I went shopping! But I took Ron with me.Ron had a flair for fashion, he knew what he liked. Emma screamed as she turned and ran out of the bathroom, lifting the robe so she wouldn't trip.Bryan grabbed his other robe and threw it on as he chased her into his bedroom. The robe hung open, displaying his lightly furred chest, his stomach, and his cock, which was hardening with each passing second. He came to a stop just inside his room. Emma had jumped onto his bed. She stood in the middle of the mattress, her long auburn hair cascading around her, her eyes shining with happiness, a laugh. ” Chris smiled at her.“Neither do I. But what I want to do right now is go back to bed, you really wore me out last night.”Christie smiled at him and clasped his hands.“So come to bed.” She said as she nodded her head towards her bedroom window.Chris cocked an eyebrow at her. “No, seriously, I really need to sleep.”“So do I.” Christie replied. “And I want to sleep with you.” And she turned and climbed through the window.Chris laughed and climbed in after her, getting halfway in before he.