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My wife had been extremely busy for the entire summer so I gave her a surprise present as her business slowed a little before the Christmas rush. I paid for a hotel and theatre visit with her lover. I had always been in the loop where he was concerned and as it had been hard for them to meet for a while I thought they might appreciate some time away together where they could relax and enjoy what they both loved in each other, their bodies. She was delighted and assured me they would update their experiences as frequently as they could and send plenty of photos through too. Some but not all were of places they went, the rest i will reveal a little later. Dates and times approved, the theatre tickets and train fares bought, I saw her to the station and he was waiting on the platform, the train due in a couple of minutes, I got a lovely kiss and as i left in the crowd, i saw them embrace as they met and prepared to board the train with all the other passengers. it being a Friday, there were plenty, so I watched from a distance as they folded into the crowd like a typical married couple. My joy then began as I imagined all the dirty things they were about to get up to. knowing she was in stockings and suspenders beneath her wrap over dress, she was going to tease him with glimpses of stocking top whenever she could. The crowded train made these exploits impossible but she did manage to let his hand wander where his eyes could not. Once in London and at their hotel I got a message that they were going into the West End early to catch an early bird meal before the theatre. they had found no time to change as the train was severely delayed so she remained in the dress with her stockings and sussies on, but in her text she said she had forgotten to put fresh panties on so was naked for his hands to find the secret in the theatre. At around midnight I got a picture of her by the Thames with the skyline showing Canary Wharf behind. She had her dress open and I clearly saw her naked cunt being flashed to anyone close by, she added 'just preparing him for a treat' a little later his mobile sent me another of her flashing on the underground underneath an illuminated Cockfosters sign, the time of sending being before the one Liz had sent. It was after one before I got one of her naked except those lovely stockings and sussies, her gash oozing spunk and a very happy grin on her face. I heard nothing more until mid morning when she rang and said they were going up West to Soho and hoping to find some sexy gear for her to tease him or some lucky punter that night. Their plan was to find a likely pub and her to do some discreet flashing and see how things worked out. I wished them luck and waited again. I returned from some food shopping to find I had some messages. As I prepared my meal I looked at what had been going on. I learned that they had bought a short kilt for the evening and some new stockings as the others got laddered (wonder how) and had found a couple of likely pubs but there were plenty around so no panic on that score. I was also told that she had bought a flashing coat, long, black and belted so she could be nude beneath it and if tied at the waist nobody would have a clue. My mind was now doing overtime dreaming all sorts of fantastic situations, the majority of which would remain fantasy, but that is half the fun. The not knowing but hoping. Now it was Saturday evening. I had washed up and tidied, the house quiet of course, television talking to itself really as I scanned some of the pictures I had amassed over the years, lovely recollections and then the bright new ones which conjured a thousand ideas. I was secure in the knowledge that she was being nicely fucked and also having a great time. Her lover and I are friends and have been since we met after an SH advert from him met my gaze. When we met it seemed an easy decision for her to agree to a meet and now a few years down the line, they have enjoyed each other's bodies countless times. At shortly after ten my phone went off. It was Liz telling me she had just been fucked by two guys she had met in the pub, her lover had taken a load of photos but his battery was low and they wanted to get some more so I was to wait until the phone was fully charged before I got my treat (bugger). I asked where they had managed sex with them and she said at a flat they owned in Docklands about a mile from the pub. They had got chatting to them and they were bowled over by her sexy kilt and stockings and made a huge fuss of her and invited them both back to the flat, which she was happy to do. I found out when she returned that they had almost stripped her in the taxi, her lack of a thong making them all laugh out loud including the taxi driver who got a great view and spent more time turned looking at her than he did concentrating on the road. Anyway once in the flat she was stripped and given three lots of cock one by one and had her pussy well filled. They were still there and she was still naked even the stockings and suspenders were gone. I got a picture from her lover using one of their phones of her posing with a wet cunt leaking cum as she sat between her two naked friends, she had a hand on each half soft cock and they all looked very happy and I was too. I said goodnight and thanked the guys for looking after her so well. After the phone went down I suddenly panicked that the picture might get published so sent a reminder to her phone that she should request it was deleted which they did. Next afternoon I met a tired but elated wife at the station and got a lovely big kiss and the coat was covering a naked wife. She had worn it for a dare from her lover and she obviously loved doing it, opening it as we left the station I saw her beautiful pussy framed by a new set of stockings and a suspender belt. She sat like that all the way home, not covering up even at traffic lights, somehow we were invisible, what a treat any red blooded male had missed. But I didn't, back home we were stripped and on the bed within a minute of arrival. I regret I did not last very long but to make up for it I managed a second load an hour or so later, then got to see the other pictures of her interesting weekend
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