. I used to almost cum when he pronounced us man and wife. I've jilled-off for the past 5 years ... always to you. When you'd come home and hug me or ...iss my forehead ... it was all I could do not to rip off my panties and show you how I really felt. You could just look at me and I'd get soaked. There were days, days when I knew you were going to be around, that I didn't even bother to wear panties because I figured what's the use ... I'm just going to be changing them over and over again.". “Ive never worn pantyhose before, I like how they feel. I might wear them more often. But don’t worry I’ll give these back to your wife”. With that she had to get going to her interview. What a great view watching her walk away.I didn’t see her for a few days. But when I did she was back to her usual attire. We talked for a bit about her interview and how she though she did. As she was about to walk away she said “I gave the suit back to your wife, I left something for you in one of the. "I ca- can't think... straight," I say, stuttering. "Oh?" he says. I can hear the smile in his voice. His hands move back to my breasts and he cups it in his hands, pulling me back towards him. "You smell so good, Iz," he whispers huskily into my ears. I whimper as he massages my breasts and as he sucks on my earlobe. "I can't resist you," he says, grabbing my face and turning it to the side so that he can kiss me on my lips. He grinds his hard cock against my butt and it only serves to make me. His cock was drooling, just thinking about her."No, no, it can't," she said, holding the phone out of his reach. Her hand shook. "You don't understand. This is business. If we don't answer him, he'll come looking for us."Clate stifled a frustrated groan and leaned back against the dresser behind him. He thought about jerking his drawers down, tempting her with this cock while she tried to talk her husband. He could put it to her lips, push her back on the bed and stick the head inside her cunt..