The dress code said that everyone had to be clothed through the main entrance, but beyond the red doors everyone was expected to be in lingerie, a sho...rt black satin robe, or - if comfortable - fully naked. They said they offered robes at the event, but John wasn’t sure Jen would wear a used robe, plus he enjoyed dressing his wife for special occasions. He went to Jen’s favorite lingerie store and bought a short black satin robe. He also bought an incredibly sexy lacy black bralette and thong. I was fascinated and excited for some reason looking at all of the different items of her undies, the panties bras, the suspender belts and her stockings. Stuff I seen on the washing line many times and never taking any notice. But now it was different I was doing something wrong. I remember the first thing I took out a pair of black panties sheer nylon Gossard panties. Why was I excited looking at a pair of her panties, why did I start feeling them and why did I bring them up to my nose and. "I'm just about done in the tub. I need you to help me with a few more things." It was torture helping my wife get ready to fuck another man. I had always passively accepted her sexual exploits but to be forced to help her get ready and book a date for her and her loved at romantic restaurant was immasculating. Shannon got out of the tub. I could see her incredible body. Her legs were long and her abdomen ripped, and although her tits were smallish they certainly suited her athletic body. What. “I figured you needed a closer look.” He said.“Well, I’m happy that you joined me.” I said staring at his shoulders and arms.I took a drink of my tea and tried to gain some self-respect back.“I’m Kyle.” I said sticking my hand out to shake his.“My name is Rob.”He gave me a quick fist bump and took a sip of his drink.“So, do you always stare uncontrollably at men everywhere you go?””Not everywhere.”Well, that did not come out very good, I kind of sounded like a slut. I thought.“You just sort of.