I can't be trusted

My wife had a friend over today. While I went to work, they hung out around town, and spent some time sunbathing by the pool. Now they're out to dinner. Her friend left her bag in our place, and I'm all alone with some time to kill.

Of course I'm going to wear her bikini and sundress! And only I will ever know about it.
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