I could sense his approach like a great calm and even Bandy stopped barking as the old man stood there in the rain, just looking at them like he knew ...a secret. He glanced at me and then looked again, hard with narrow eyes, and I looked back, curious and unafraid. He had thin compressed lips and a strong jaw to go with his big straight nose. Big ears too, like old people get because everything else stops growing but the ears, the nails, and the hair.My mates padded back towards me and we all. She’s always sending me racy pictures and taunting me with sensuous poses. She loves to make me wet, take my breath away and ruin my concentration thinking of what I want to do to her. With this in mind, I wasn’t surprised when she asked my opinion about her desire for boudoir photo session. She saw this as the perfect opportunity to get professionally made tantalizing photos for my “use” during deployments. I heartily agreed! She spent the next week excitedly trying on her lingerie, mixing. Inside it didn't take long before I had lost sight of my sexy bride so I hit the bar and found a comfy chair. It was three drinks later when my wife walked up behind me and sat on the arm of the chair. Her legs crossed mine. I looked around before sliding my hand up her nylon covered leg all the way to her crotch. When I reached her crotch she slightly spread her legs to allow me to rub the now damp cotton gusset of the hose. I quietly said your wet. She grinned and said all that isn't me. I. I hoping I am not going to loose her to Vanuatu.”Helena asked “Would you like to tell her or would you want me to?”Lisa replied “No I will, at lunch time today, in the lunch room with all of the girls. I bet you will feel her blushing from here.” laughing.Helena laughing advised “Tell her we are leaving before lunch time tomorrow. I’ll book her into my hotel over there. There will be no cost for the hotel as I have some credit to use up. Have a good time with her.” Helena hung up the phone just.