You seem like a nice guy. You don't need something like that." Tell me about it. If you don't mind, I have to get going. Thanks for the Pepsi." You're...welcome. Thanks for being good at plumbing. Good luck with your wife."I collected my tools, thanked her again. We said our goodbyes and I left.Knowing that Melanie wasn't going to be home was a bit of a relief. It was going to delay the inevitable but still give me more time. It was getting late when I arrived home. It was already 6pm and Becky. Kirsty had her far leg up on the dashboard exposing her pussy before me. Her blazer was unfastened revealing her ample boobs to my lust filled gaze and her smile was a clear invitation to make use of her charms."Oh, God!" I murmured as I dropped into the seat.I closed my eyes but the picture was etched into my memory. A giggle from the back seat started me on the road to recovery. The muttered "Gotcha," from Kirsty completed the journey."Yes, you did," I admitted. I opened my eyes and smiled,. My own First Lady attended as did Lady Rampton and to my astonishment, Lady Chatterton and her ‘wife.’ A feast ensued and presents of such generosity and variety were given and gratefully received. We danced and drank and sang and such merriment there was, the like of which I had never known. My heart sang and I truly believed I might die of happiness. Our marriage night ended at, perhaps, one of the morning. To claps and kisses I was led by Maria from the Ballroom and followed her, now happily. It’s sexy, Kara.”“Mom and I went shopping for the trip. We spotted this gown and she liked it so much she bought one for herself.”“I’ll bet she looks sensational in it.”“She probably fills it out on top better than I do.”“You fill it out just fine,” he replied.“How do I get in past the netting?” Adam held back the flap and she slipped through it. “Ooh, it’s so cozy in here, with the netting. It’s almost like being in a tent. I think that would be romantic.”“Do you want to go camping some.