Janet is a very sexy latina with a perfect butt and perfect size boobs. She isn’t skinny but isn’t fat, she is perfect. I sat down and Janet aske... me what I wanted to do I told her “ I kinda want to go eat lunch im hungry”, she responded ok and said “come help me pick out clothes”.We proceeded to her closet where she pushed her way through her closet that was full of clothes and finally moved some dresses out of the way and revealed a dresser that was well hidden, I asked her why she had it. Well, hell, there had to be at least one woman in the world who did—right? Seemed fair to me, I mean since I like 'em tall and slinky; which pretty much describers my Amanda, so shoot me.Oh, and no kids.Things have been mostly good for us. Sex good, incomes "really" good, and we get along socially pretty well. Well, that is until the last few months. Lately, I have been the object of what I consider some fairly obvious neglect by my wife. And, things are fast coming to a head."I am not the wimp. There was a knock at the front door then Mrs White reappeared saying "She had spoken with my mother & Rob was to look after me. I returned back upstairs, CV as I had just descended them. "Skirt! Tabitha!" Came her voice, my hands reaching for the hem of my dress & pulling it down. "Gently. Tabitha." Mrs Jones said. As I returned to my sisters' bedroom door, I could hear the moaning noises, but faster, as I was curious to what Rob was doing. I knocked & heard Rob say "Just a second." I opened. I would dream endlessly aboutclosing time when I would lock up and try on whatever my heartdesired. Dresses, skirts, pant suits, jumpers, blouses, orwhatever came through that afternoon I would make a mental noteto pull it out of the hampers to try on. Sometimes I would onlyfind one or two items I really liked, but at other times, I triedon armloads of clothes. Sometimes I would even carefully pullclothes off the rack, but that was risky and I will tell you whyin the next "cleaners".The.