Once she knew that Sue and I were doing it fairly regular, she started rubbing her twat on my knee or elbow to remind me that she was all female and e...ger to fill any needs that might arise in Sue’s absence. One Sunday morning, I was sprawled out on the sofa in the recreation room not wearing stich of clothing under the thin sheet when she came in wearing her totally sheer night shirt and no panties at all.It didn’t take but a couple of moments and a short conversation that consisted of, “Good. His hands reaching round taking hold of her blouse at the top button. One sharp tug and Susie's blouse is open, the buttons dispersed all over the kitchen, her crisp white lacy bra on display for anyone to see, her erect nipples trying to escape to confines of the lace.Jake's hands caressed back up Susie's body, over her toned stomach, up over her breasts to her shoulders where he helped the blouse off of her. It falls to the floor, and as it does Jake follows its path with kisses all the way. I reached my arms back, knotted my fingers in his hair. "Why do you ask?" "Ask what," he said, trying to sound innocent. "About ropes." "Oh, just thinking." He sounded distracted, probably because his teeth were idly scr****g the underside of my chin and his nylon-sheathed hands were lightly stroking my thighs. "I was kind of wondering if maybe you might enjoy not having as much control as usual.... " The sexual tiger that lurks just below the surface of my conservative personality growled. The. The detective I talked to speculated that the burglar was as startled as she had been and he just panicked. He was running out the front door as the first police car arrived and was killed in the ensuing shootout.I had to leave while the investigation was still going on. One of the detectives took me down to the station and went over the details about the house being a crime scene. It was late before a rookie in a patrol car escorted me home to pick up some clothes and my shaving kit. The house.