Instead she remained, continuing to look out into the blackness of the night.“If you want me to go, I will.”“I have a husband. This is our home,...” she replied, avoiding the question.“Do you want me to leave?” I pressed, placing my hand on hers and moving it behind her back, “Do you?” I removed my hand and waited. My cock ached inside the confines of my tight blue jeans. I had asked all the questions and it was now down to her to decide.A loud cheer sounded from the front room which I took to. "You look like a slut," Scarlett told Erika. "I like it." Thanks," Erika replied with a grin."Cut!" their director yelled. The two actresses and their four male co-stars at once directed glares his way."What's wrong?" Erika asked, throwing up her hands."You're too happy," the director replied. "Tone it down." Of course I'm happy!" Erika fumed. "Francesca is paying me an honest compliment, accepting my new look. I'm adopting a new persona here, Brian! I've been the shy good girl up until this. With this knowledge I bolted back upstairs when I saw his car drive away again. As I walked back in the bedroom I quickly started to search for panties. There was a small pile of clothes at the bottom of the bed. As I routed through them I realised it was just shirts and trousers.I then went over to the clothes hamper in the corner, surely there would be some in here....Nothing! Just a shirt. This can’t be happening I thought to myself.Just as I thought that my luck was out and it wasn’t going. Well to be honest I don't know but that doesn't stop me speculating. I'm sure I mentioned about seeing her cut her brother's hair while she was topless and I spied through the door jam, giving me the biggest boner I've ever had. I sometime lie awake at nights seeing them again in my mind and it would always have the same effect on me. Perhaps you think I'm a bit of a perv getting excited when I see my girlfriend and future wife get touched up by some one else, well you're probably right. In.