He turned it on and it was a slow song. He sat beside me on the couch. There wasn’t any lights on in the house. The light of the sky was quickly bec...oming darker. Outside the snow drifted down slowly. He sat facing me, his arm propped up on the back of the couch. ‘You look really pretty tonight, Vivian,’ he said softly. ‘I really like that dress. Do you have a date tonight?’ My mind wandered to Nick. ‘Yes,’ I said, ‘but he had to cancel on my way to meet him. Talk about short notice!’ I lied.. I made him fold it up before placing it in the laundry basket. It was best to start him into good habits. He then disappeared into the bathroom and I changed out of my nighty into my own body shaper. I then slid some stockings over my thighs and brushed my hair while I awaited his return.The new body-shaper and stockings were too much for Bernard and he emerged from the shower in record time. I studied him as he stood beside me."Ladies always wrap the towel around their breasts as well dear,. She repeated the action with her other leg, then reached behind her and unhooked the garter belt, pulling it up from beneath her clinging panties and dropping it to the floor. She again donned her heels and slowly walked back to the edge of the stage. Cupping her breasts, she bent and offered them for the admiration of the watching men. She then turned her back and bent to show them her bottom, encased in its covering of thin black nylon. She then returned to the waiting chair. The time for her. I glanced upward toward the face of my friends wife. She was staring at my wife's face. Her left hand seemed to be on my wife's knee holding it apart from her husbands thrusting body. Her right hand was pressed against my wife's shoulder as if to hold her in place on the bed while hubby drove his hips again and again against the soft mound at the joining of her legs. I eased my self down a bit and realized that I had a clear view of a very large cock pistoning in and out of my my wife's very.