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Mandy did call Christine and explained that I couldn’t make it to the nightclub next Saturday, but that I was more than fine with Mandy joining her. Naturally, this new little twist gave me plenty to think about, and on more than one occasion I would begin daydreaming about what Mandy could get up to at the nightclub.Mandy naturally understood this, and she found fresh ways to tease me. For example one evening she modelled a range of short dresses and skirts that she was considering wearing during her evening out with Christine, asking me which ones best accentuated her legs and derrière. One morning she asked me to drop into a pharmacy on my way home from work that afternoon and buy a pack of condoms, which she would keep in her handbag just in case she ‘got lucky’ on Saturday. As you may well understand, I spent the week in a rapidly building state of nervous sexual anticipation and angst at what the weekend would bring.Saturday night finally arrived, and Mandy showered and shaved her legs, and dressed in a shortish white mini-skirt and a black shirt (which was undone to the third button, revealing a generous glimpse of her ample cleavage). She looked delectable to my hungry eyes.Her plan was to take a cab to Christine’s almanbahis şikayet apartment, and the pair would then take another cab to the nightclub. This way they would be able to drink without having to worry about driving. Mandy phoned for her cab at about 7:30 pm, and while she was waiting for it she kissed me deeply, and smiled.“Now you be a good boy tonight, honey. I should be home a little after midnight, like I told you. I’m sure you’ll wait up for me. After all, tonight is the last Saturday of the month – and we both know that it’s measuring night, and you’ll be getting a special treat later tonight, don’t we?” She grinned and playfully added. “Then again, I might be getting a special treat of my own before then, hmm?”I nodded, and could only gulp, feeling my pulse begin to quicken.Just then her cab arrived and tooted. Mandy kissed me again and departed.I spent a long, apprehensive evening alone. I lost count of the times that unbidden erotic visions superimposed themselves over the late-night show on TV; images of Mandy dancing with a hunky stranger, their bodies pressed close. I saw her kissing him, wrapping her arms around him. Sometimes I also imagined Christine watching the pair, or slyly voicing her approval almanbahis canlı casino to Mandy, which for some reason simply heightened my arousal.I envisioned some horny stud ushering my hot little wife from the nightclub and into the back of his car. I gazed on impotently as her mini skirt slid up around her hips as his eager fingers slithered inside her panties, seeking the moist entrance to her cleft. I watched as she lay back on the seat, slipping her panties off and spreading her smooth legs, imploring him to slide his big, hard cock inside her. I stood helplessly by as the car rocked as she joined with him, mated with him, let him take her thoroughly and to the very core. She would sometimes see me watching through the side window, and look into my eyes, holding my gaze as his hard cock plumbed her deeper. She would send me that sexy grin, wink teasingly, and turn her attention back to her lover, exhorting him to take her, to fuck her, and to send his cum deep inside her…For most of the night, my cock was rarely completely flaccid inside the shiny metal cage. I was well aware that Mandy, like most people, became horny when she drank, and this simply added fuel to what was already a raging fire. Minutes almanbahis casino slowed, and time flowed like treacle.At about 1:00 am I heard her car pull into the driveway, and a few moments later Mandy walked in. I arose shakily from my chair, and my legs trembled. She immediately strolled over to me and kissed me deeply. I could smell the aroma of alcohol on her breath. I began to ask her a question, but she silenced me by pressing a finger to my lips.“Shush! Slide your pants down so I can unlock you.”I did so, and Mandy used the key dangling from her necklace to release me.She nodded. “Good. Now go have your shower, babe. Then it’s time to measure the little fella again – and then, I’ll tell you all about my night out with my big Sis’.”I needed no further urging, and within ten minutes I was once again lying freshly showered on our bed with my eyes closed. Mandy stroked me to full hardness, and then picked up the wooden ruler. I felt the cool wood pressing against my erect cock. Mandy let out a small gasp.“Babe?” she began. “Your erect little cock is now just under four inches long. In fact, it’s just over three and seven-eighths of an inch long. Congratulations – your dick is now under four inches long!”I moaned, and once again I could feel a little trickle of pre-cum and watery semen pour slowly down my cock. I glanced down as Mandy wrapped her hand around it, and I was stunned to see that the head now just barely appeared from inside the ball of Mandy’s small fist.

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