“Hello” she said expecting something awful but it was her friend and workmate Gina.“Ange it’s me Gina. Are you OK?” she seemed quite concern...d and Mandy replied “Well no not really. Is there any chance you could pop round here at lunchtime as I’ve got to speak to someone?” “What’s it all about babe?” she asked even more concerned. Mandy took a deep breath and said “Gina I’ve done something awful and I need to tell someone.”“OK, Ange. I’ll be there around just after 12 o’clock OK?” Mandy. We decided to eat dinner in one of the hotel's restaurants. After dinner we went out dancing until around 2am. I could hardly wait to get back and check out (and enjoy removing) Holly's new lingerie. She went into the bathroom and I striped down to my boxers. I lay in bed holding my extremely hard cock waiting to see my sexy wife in her new Trashy Lingerie. Imagine my shock when she came out wearing a large white tee with two pink flamingos on the front and white full back cotton panties. What. The only pumpkin he got up close and personal with was the cinnamon spiced pumpkin pie his Aunt Gina baked every fall for the holiday festivities.His auntie was a good cook and she was even better in bed with her gorgeous ass up high waiting for his cock to slide deep inside from the rear. Actually, Gina was not his relative but merely his mama's best friend from the old neighborhood. After the demise of Gina's husband under "suspicious circumstances", Sal and Gina drifted together to manage. "It's probably a bit of a departure from cleaning up mysplit ends, and I'd probably want to kill us both if I couldn't getback to reality with a comb. What do you think, oh superb stylist?" Well, Sweetheart, if that suits your fancy, why don't we give it ashot? I can't wait to see you with all those rollers in your hairsitting under that hood in between those ladies. I think that wouldmake a great pose for the Style section of the Sunday paper, too, ha!You're not gonna chicken out while I'm.