The scene was set. Conditions were set out. Though not homophobic, Stu never actually encouraged any gay acts from me, but Sandra wanted me to promise...I'd co operate fully, helping, assisting even preparing them for their lovemaking! And the word was 'lovemaking, NOT 'sex', & certainly not the 'F' word! They were making a love-c***d, hence 'lovemaking' it was! Having had Christmas eve dinner, the 2 love-a****ls entered our bedroom, to our marital bed. Slowly & lovingly undressing, Stu already. After the tailwheel was down and they slowed to a walking speed, Johanna was waving at us."Not a bad landing at all," Wally said. "Not bad." He looked at me. "Now I'd trade a ride in that for a ride in one of mine."I know he's just messing with us. "It's not theirs," I said. "They borrowed it."The idling engine pulled them up to the fuel pump, then stuttered to a stop. Johanna pulled the helmet off that outrageous red hair and shook her head, then bounced out, followed by Stoney, who didn't. There was a knock on the door at 3pm prompt. I stood up and checked my appearance in the mirror before opening the door and letting him in. He was even better looking in real life and I was struck by how broad his shoulders were compared to his tiny waist. I could see his chest through his tight white t shirt and I looked down and noticed that he looked like he was packing a fair punch in the trouser department as well. Jay put down his overnight bag and his eyes roamed over my outfit, a smirk. While she lacked the confidence after two children to ever wear bikinis in public, she did gradually warm to the idea of wearing something sexy for me. Although I don't think she was really prepared for just how sexy I wanted to take it. Buying sexy bikinis on the internet is a fun experience. The company where I bought ours is called Wicked Weasel. They cater for couples and although they make very sexy bikinis, they emphasise the “non-pornographic” nature of their business. I think this is.