” “Oh stop. We’re going. I’ll make it up to you.” “Yeah? How’s that?” Even though I was annoyed with him, I needed him in a good mood ...so he didn’t act like an asshole to our new friends. “Like this…” I let my actions finish the sentence and reached under the covers. Pulling up the elastic on his tight boxer briefs, my hand found its way to his soft cock and I slowly stroked him to his full 6 inches. “Oh, I like where this is going!” Chris told me. “Shhh. Stop talking and just enjoy it.” With. We have both lost count of the number of occasions when another woman has cupped my wife's breasts, kissed her nipples and stroked her sensual pussy lips in a dressing room. Smiling and touching each other I have often peeked in and enjoyed the sight of Elizabeth and another posh lady fondling and caressing with each other as they undress and dress in some erotic lingerie. Then I have stood as the curtain is drawn back and Elizabeth steps out in a new outfit and she poses for me there and moves. Honestly, I was not much of a moralist either and was like her.We never talked about it afterward, but I continued my staring at her and when I later looked up at her eyes, I noticed that she looked serious too. Once or twice, she smiled.Father never went out except for work. He did not go on tours or stay out late. He was always there.Two weeks passed with me staring at her and masturbating and she smiling at me. It was another Sunday afternoon. I was in my room doing what I always did, and. Varna would dearly have loved to smash off her face. She brought up a map and zoomed in to a small city then changed the view to real time. "I think here, it looks very pleasant with a palace, gardens, parks everything. We can kill the current rulers, take over the palace and rule ourselves. It would be like playing one of those stupid computer games Theasa likes to play, only in real life."Varna shrugged. "Whatever Sisanna." She looked at the other three of her crew. Petara was glaring at.