I think Judy confessed to my wife to make herself feel better. Almost as if confessing would ease the burden. It didn't. Not for her at least.I remain...shocked that my wife was cool with it. The truth is that she was very okay with her mother and I hooking up as long as A) she never caught us and B) her mother was the only other woman for me. Those conditions were super easy to stick to but, like I said above, months after the confession, the affair became less fun and we just kind of lost the. The tee shirt she lifted and began struggling into had more holes than fabric. He couldn't begin to tell what color it was supposed to be. With a tired groan, he dug into a lower drawer and yanked out one of the XL black tee shirts imprinted with his shop logo. "That shirt's nasty. Put this on." He tossed it at her. "It's clean."She looked up from tugging on her dirty sneakers. "But…?He gave her a level and steady stare.She folded under the weight of his gaze. "Okay." She tugged the dirty shirt. I bend forward so I can see my taut and heavy balls beneath my bottom. Mmmmmmmm so lovely. I always try hard not to ejaculate for four or five days when I'm planning a plastic panties session, so that my balls will be tight and smooth and aching for days beforehand. Not only are they a sexier sight, they're much more sensitive to even the lightest of touches. In the days leading up to a plastic panties play session, I adore the constant reminders sent out from my aching groin. the little. I was surprised with the movie that she selected. I had seen it before, and it had a couple of highly intimate sex scenes with lots of nudity and sex action, but otherwise it was a great story.We settled down to watch the movie in the darkened lounge room. Tanya surprised me by sitting close to me in the large lounge chair. I slipped my arm around her shoulders and she cuddled in closer.We watched in silence, and she was really enjoying being here - I could see her smiling with her laughing at.