. , " I said. "Well, I guess I'll see you at the party. Do you need directions?" She said she didn't but I knew that both she and Giovanni, her husban..., were a bit directionally challenged, so I offered them a ride over. I figured if I stayed the night at Lou's, I could program the GPS in my van to get them home again without too much fuss. She accepted and said they'd be over at my place a half hour before the party started.I knew she'd be late, being Angela, and so we arrived at what is. Looking down he saw that she was in her panties as well. She was not wearing any proper clothing apart from his sweater.“I thought it would help me get the feel for life at your collage,” she made an excuse. “I think I might try for the same school as you.”“Why bother? I’ve already graduated. You might as well try for something closer,” he suggested.“Why? We could both move out there together. Wouldn’t that be fun?”“Why do I have to take care of my kid sister?” he spoke his mind a little too. Anastasia watched as he stripped down to his black boxer briefs. His favorites. Her favorites. Her body throbbed with arousal. She could barely contain it anymore. In a fairly quick movement, she reached out towards him and grasped his ass, feeling rather naughty for doing so. But if there was something she admired physically more than any other thing about her husband, it was his firm, muscular ass. She squeezed. "Mrs. Maxwell, are you touching my ass?" There was an amused tone to. "Erm okay, yeah sorry about that. I was just curious.. as to.. like.. why would you have that in your email?" I must have sounded like a scared c***d the way I whispered it out. I felt so bad asking him this when I'm a married woman and it's of no concern to me. But I still wanted to know."Well I'm not quite sure what it is your asking Louise" he said with a little chuckle.His voice really was so sexy to listen to and I found myself getting turnt on as he spoke. "I don't work for the UK company.