1. Glamour Shots, Chapter 10


    Date: 10/12/2014, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: stormdog100, Rating: 18, Source: LushStories

    squeezed my hand and then, after a quick look around, grabbed and squeezed my bulge, startling me. It felt good, though. “I think I will – and maybe if I’m by myself I can get my ass groped some more!” I gaped. “Are you serious? You liked that?” She shrugged. “Well…it was kind of fun – and exciting; you know what they say – when in Rome, do as the Romans do! Chill out, okay, hon’?” I shook my head. “And when incognito, do as the Cognitians do, right? You know, we are all sorta incognito tonight, to some degree, so I guess…” I looked at her, and could see the excitement and arousal in her eyes; it left me dumbfounded, so different was it from the wife I thought I knew so well, the one that would have spent the entire evening self-conscious about her skin- tight costume and painfully embarrassed about her aroused and very visible nipples. “Just don’t drink too much and get carried away, okay?” She stretched up to kiss me – carefully, so as not to screw up our makeup – and then stared into my eyes. “You know me better than that, David. Don’t worry.” She turned and left, wriggling gracefully through the crowd in search of Boris and Natasha… or something. As far as knowing her better than that, yes, I thought I did; right at the moment, however, I was not so sure. Suddenly alone, I was at a loss for a moment, before deciding that first and foremost I needed a refill on my beer – and some food – and second, I needed a little fresh air. This costume, with the tights, and makeup, ...
    and fur shawl, hood, leg warmers, etc, was actually quite warm, so I got more beer and filled a plate with the various finger foods and other delicacies that Charlie had arranged for either the caterer or Margaret to provide, and then walked out through an open set of French doors onto the upper level of Charlie’s expansive deck, carrying my food and drink. It was quite cool outside, but the breeze we’d had all day had finally died down, so it was not unpleasant. In addition, there were a few of those tall, propane radiant heaters scattered around the edge of the deck, along with an actual wood fire crackling and flickering cheerfully in the centrally-located fire pit, and, absent the wind, they did a decent job of taking the worst of the chill from the immediate area. It was a very dark night, with only a slender crescent moon, but there were a million stars flickering above, crystal clear in the crisp autumn air. There were a few others out there – smokers, mostly, although I’d never heard Charlie tell anyone that they couldn’t smoke indoors; apparently that’s just the accepted etiquette anymore. I caught an occasional whiff of tobacco, as well as the heavier, sweeter scent of marijuana, but neither was so strong or prevalent as to be obnoxious. I said hello to a few individuals that I knew well, and then took a seat on the built-in bench that ran along part of the outside rail. Just below me was the next level of the deck, where his beautiful hot tub bubbled away quietly and ...
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