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“We shall never know” he said, flashing one of his charming smiles. “If I may please get my watch, I’ll be on my way.”Here I was, naked, sporting a hard-on, my wife was naked, with the exception of her thigh-highs and partially covered with the sheets. He was shirtless and approaching us to try and get his beloved wristwatch. I turned to reach for his watch and my wife used the opportunity to jump to her feet and step between he and I. Her back was to me as she faced him, trying to modestly cover herself with her hands. “Look” she explained, “we have two choices right now. You can take your watch and leave, and all of this will probably make everything very weird for us all and things will never be the same at work, with our friends, etc.”“Or?” he replied.She placed her hands on his shoulders and guided him closer to her as she stepped back against me. Her buttocks were against my hips and her shoulders were against my chest. I felt her shift her hips just enough so that my cock was. I didn’t need telling twice. I quickly reduced the number of clothes on my body to only my underwear (my 12+ cock erect and sticking out of the upper side of my underwear) and ran after her. She escaped again and ran to the bed room with me in hot pursuit. She ran around the bed and tried to jump on it and crawl to the other side to escape me. But I was too quick for her and jumped on her, sandwiching her between me and the bed. I turned her over and began to kiss her. She rolled me down and sat on top of me. She opened her bathing gown just for a fraction of a second, to let me see those magnificently firm breasts and those cute round nipples, before pulling it close and running away again. I was stunned by their beauty to anything for a moment then I pulled off my underwear and chased her. I entered her bedroom (the previous one was her parents’) to find her naked and bending over something. I could see that beautiful bubble ass sticking out in the air. Coming to them I knelt down.
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I continued fantasizing about Shelby, jacking off at night, lying in bed in my room next to hers. Then, the day of the wedding came. We were both up earlier than anyone else. I found her downstairs, making coffee. I was still in my underwear, I hadn’t thought that anyone would be up. She turned and looked at me. “If I’d known you were gonna walk around like that, I would have been up early making coffee years ago,” she said with a giggle, staring at the semi-erection still in my underwear. “Really now?” I said. I didn’t know whether to run back upstairs out of embarrassment sit at the table and talk to her. I felt very naked with just briefs on, compared to her house robe. “Really!” she said. There was no humor in her words now, and she walked over to me, looking at the bulge in my crotch. She reached out and touched the tip of my growing cock, then fondled me through the sheer cotton material of my briefs. I stood there, afraid,.

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