I knew Monica’s friend Payal will follow us and wanted it too. I did on purpose and as planned, she came near the door, peeped, and was rubbing her ...ussy over the shorts.But that day was only Monica’s. So I planned something different in my head. The thing running in my head was let me meet Payal alone and make her happy and not when Monica is around as I didn’t want to make it obvious that I wanted to get in the pants of both the ladies.So, this was running in my head as I was making out with. He was top of the class, year in and year out, and I was the star on the rugby field. Time passed, and Tim now had his own IT business, that I’d invested in from the early days, and I’d moved on to play rugby for Northampton and England, the star fly half, and terror of all the other rugby playing nations round the world. OK, so maybe that last bit was an exaggeration, quite a big one in fact, but even my own modesty doesn’t prevent me from confessing that I was fairly good at what I did best.. " The clothes were soon coming off as Lynn was kind of modeling for them after removing her bra and panties. They got their first good look of my hot wife's body and you could tell they were impressed. At five-eight and a hundred and ten pounds and a very firm 34D-24-35, with long red hair and sparkling green eyes, she is a knockout. I could see their eyes moving from her fiery red bush up to her firm tits with their huge puffy areolas and rock-hard nipples, then up to her full pouty lips. .. but basically you know how it is. I hate to have it known around town that someone is sponging off me. Particularly someone who isn't giving me something in return. Now if you'd just start joining the parties downstairs again... "And be a clown again? No chance, Russell." or perhaps move into my room?" "Less chance." "Well, good-bye then, and good luck, my boy," he said, and left.Stu finished packing and wrote a quick note to Midge. On the stairs he met Lucille... "So long, phony," she.