Stacey pulled the curtain wide open and showed me the suit. I complimented her on how well it showed off her sexy little body, but she thought the fit...was wrong.She pulled the curtain closed again and turned her back to me in order to try on the last one a white bikini. This time she didn't even get the curtain shut as far as before, so it must have been open a good 4 or 5 inches. I'm sure the guys were getting an eyeful watching my wife get naked though that opening. I knew I should pull it. Her delicate touch sending me through one orgasm after another. Whenever she did this she was always careful to try not to wake me as she was an extremely thoughtful lover. Even when I did awaken, I would pretend to be having a wet dream, allowing both of us to maximize the experience. When she finally fell asleep, I retuned the favor tasting her sweet puckered asshole for the first time in my life. The aroma from her glands wafting into my nose had me performing a tongue ballet deep into her. That urge to overcompensate made her angry. Her envy angered her further. It wasn't as if Denise lacked either beauty or brains. She knew she could hold her own in most circles, even around much younger women, but Jacquí made her feel like a mutt. They shared idle chit-chat in the elevator and as they wove through the lunch line. More than once, Denise wondered what was up. Jacquí declined several invitations to join other groups, opting instead for a small two-person table against the far. My trip to the store took about an hour, and once I got home, it took me a similar amount of time to bring the groceries into the house, and put them away where they belonged. Once that was done, I made myself a platter of leftovers which I heated in the microwave for lunch, and ate.The whole afternoon was still open, and rather than do chores, or work around the house, I decided to treat myself, and go to our local bookstore.It was one of my not-so-secret pleasures to go to the bookstore. This.