He’d have motored up on his Fat Boy on Saturday, pretending he was just passing through. Although, frankly, the HOG could fucking come and fuck me ...ny fucking day of the fucking week, if you know what I mean. A fucking suit spelt authorities and trouble. Had someone’s kids seen more than they show in the government approved sex education videos, and was the HOG a social worker come to … no, that didn’t make any sense. I stood by the window, waiting anxiously for the HOG to come in the café.. During that time we would make a special dinner, take a hot bath or shower and flop on the bed in a candle lit bedroom. It was also the habit of renting one or two adult tapes ( pre DVD. I know most women are turned off by sex tapes but not my wife. It was one of the things I loved about her. While picking up the tape I seldom looked at the titles and they never had a description on them. Just grab one or two and out the door of the video place.On one particular night we were on the bed. Ashleigh moved forward, pressing her hard nipples into his chest and kissed him again. As his hands roamed down her back, she moved her hands to his crotch and gripped his hard cock. Ashleigh moaned in Dave’ mouth as she felt the size of his cock. She stepped back and peeled his shirt off his body, then began to lower his shorts. At the same time his hands were occupied with removing her shorts. In seconds they both stood naked before each other. Once again, Ashleigh moved forward, this time. I stuck my head out the bathroom door."Sharon... ?" Yes?" Where's the towel?" In the washing machine." You don't have a spare?" Nah, I live on my own here so only needed the one. I put your clothes in the wash too."The realisation of being in a strangers house with nothing to wear had rendered me speechless. She noted my embarrassment and walked to the bathroom."A little shy? Come on, the naked body is nothing to be ashamed of. I walk round the house with nothing on all the time and I'm not.