" and they began discussion of work.Stan was a little surprised by Denise's first words when they met later that afternoon."I've just booked my holida...!" she said, obviously excited."There was me thinking you'd ask about my dance lesson!" he teased."Oh! Sorry. I forgot, actually. Over the 'net this lunchtime I managed to book a fortnight in Ibiza, starting this Thursday, and I can't wait," she said in a rush. "But tell me about the lesson. How are Yves and Belinda?"Stan told her they were well,. I knew she had just remembered that I had put my jeans on that afternoon without underwear. I opened my pants and pushed them down. My cock popped out and I felt my face heating up again. Nevertheless, I was committed by then. Mike and Julie were both surprised that my cock and balls were as bare as Sara’s pussy.Julie and Mike stopped wrestling to watch me strip. None of us had shoes on, since Julie and Mike liked to keep their carpets clean. So it was easy to just kick free of my pants, pull. But if you're worried aboutthis, you should be talking it over with Sheila, not with me. She'syour wife. I'm just your, well, playmate."That made sense. I should have realized that myself. And thatevening I had a long heart-to-heart with Sheila. I told her thethings I had told Bess: that I couldn't take my mind off being femme,that I was worried that this whole business might be getting out ofhand."Let's talk, Rosie," she said. Well, that at least was an encouragingstart: "Let's talk". This was getting more and more intense. They were definitely flirting. I could tell my wife was intrigued and wanted to see my buddy's already impressive soft dick, hard. I am sure he was getting off on showing her his dick. I did not say a word. Here we were, the three of us standing around the bar in my basement. My buddy had his dick out in plain sight with his shorts around his ankles. My wife was two feet away from him and they were talking about getting his tool hard."You know, you could.