"Carrie nearly bounded out the door and to the truck I had rented. Her light weight summer dress fluttered in the breeze as she preceded me down her w...lk. The loose fitting skirt of her dress flew up several times and gave me glimpses of her legs. Even with the added weight, Carrie still had the nice legs of the track runner she had been in high school.By the time I reached the truck, Carrie was already seated in the passenger seat. On the way to the club, she began telling me some of the. .....!' You sagged back against the tree, panting hard and giving choking sobs...'Shut up , you bitch...shut up now!' I raised a threatening fist and you fell silent.Moments later I was pulling your knickers down...you even helped by stepping neatly out of them. I moved in closer and started stroking my hand into your crotch...'Wider!', I murmured and you parted your thighs without protest.I pouched your furry mound and found your clit hood again and made it flex juicily under my finger. Your. He reached up for the garage opener, waited as little as possible then pulled the vehicle in, shutting the engine as the wooden panels came down to hide them from the outside world. He unlocked and opened the anonymous house door and they passed through a utility hallway, breakfast nook and kitchen until they came to the living room. The predominant colors here were brown and dark blue, and the room gave a general impression of dimness despite the functioning overhead light. Frowning, the woman. Somehow she had misunderstood. But she hadn't.His eyes locked with hers. They said: "You heard what I said. Don't make me repeat." Jenny swallowed. She took a deep breath; then another, trying to summon the courage in her mind to make this helpless wife do what it had been told. "Do it if you know what's good for you." She told the woman who surely was not her.Jenn's hands trembled. Her lip quivered, trying to decide where to start; top or bottom? Somehow, it was easier to start at the top. She.