”Chris closes the curtain while Lynn changes into the other matching black bra and panties.“You can open the curtain.”Chris opens the curtain an...d is stunned at the scene in front of him.“What do you think of these? I plan on wearing them for my husband. Come closer and tell me what you think?”Chris enters the dressing room and closes the curtain. “That’s a sexy outfit. You look hot. I love looking at your body.”“I thought you would like it. What about the cleavage? My husband likes me to wear. Pulling it over my head with a flick of my wrists, I smiled at him and batted my eyes. “Thank you!” I said and stuck my butt out and headed towards his door. “So you’re the one who has all my sweat shirts!” He said sitting up slightly. I watched the covers slide down his stomach and droop over his hips. I am pretty sure I could make out the outline of his cock through the covers and it looked like quite an erection he had going on there. I reached under the sweatshirt and yanked off the towel,. Early evening hubby and I visited my new found lady friend and her husband at their camper. She was wearing only a string bikini bottom and no top. Her breasts looked so firm and nice. I could see hubby was checking her out. Her husband was wearing a small speedo banana hammock as we call them. The wife explained how since their time with me the day before that they were trying to be more open and free with their sexuality. That is what they wore out fishing earlier that day. She was so excited. They both squeezed together like accepting the end but wanting to hold each other for comfort like. Hysterical thought I as each took a smack to the gullivar colliding their heads together like a classic comedy moment. After a few beatings, most being unnecessary and just for laughs both the mother and father lay beaten and broken on the classroom floor each of them holding the others hand as the red river began to pour over the brown carpet. True artwork thought I. The only piece worthy of.