Breakfast is soon over and Claire cleans up the table and marches the kids to the bedroom to get dressed. When the clock chimes 8 o’clock, I’m out...the door and moving towards the front office. It takes 2 minutes and I greet the manager warmly. ‘Morning, Bill, how’s the wife? Did she get over the flu?’ ‘She’s made a good recovery. Still a bit weak, but she’s on the mend. The doctor’s kept her on antibiotics to keep down a chance for re-infection. Otherwise, she’s fine. When did you get back from. As wewalked back he said he would like to offer me the job I gladly agreedas he seemed to be such a nice person and I felt keen to please him.Nicky dried off and handed me a towel the rain had stopped and I cyclequickly home. It was on the Wednesday night that as all adolescentboys do I was wanking when the thought of that see through mac cameinto my mind the next thing I knew my cock was even harder I could notunderstand and was worried that the thought of wearing a see throughplastic mac. ”He stood still, watching as the door closed with a click in front of him. Her jeans folded neatly and stacked on top of the one’s from the day before, she walked to the hamper and picked up the shirt and panties from her failed throw the night before. A second pair landed lightly atop the first, followed by a shirt and sweater. The bed welcomed her into its folds, draping over her hips and butt, tucking under her small breasts. As before she fell asleep quickly, giving no thought to the day’s. Giving them all a big smile and a bow she strode majestically off the stage.Watching her disappear back into the audience, Tom's chest swelled with pride. She was magnificent - and she was his wife.One by one, the remaining wives came up on stage to do their turn. As they had foreknowledge of what was happening, they had been able to choose their music and practice their routines. As a consequence, they all turned out very professional performances. The women had all agreed to strip no further.