The wife is a strong woman, she doesn’t suffer fools kindly, and I had certainly been a fool. On the third day, from my home office up in the attic,...I heard the doorbell ring. It was the UPS guy. I signed for the package and shut the door. Walking back into the kitchen, I looked at the mailing label and saw that it was for the wife. That’s strange, I thought – what could this be? I shook the box, but whatever was inside was packed so well that nothing moved. Shit! Is it her birthday? My mind. I remember the pleasure we both got from dressing each other prior to going out, how she'd stand up completely naked whilst I pulled the stockings up over her long, suntanned thighs, my lips only inches from her hairless slit... the same hairless slit that I'd be enjoying, later on.My mouth clamped limpet-like onto it while she bucked and heaved beneath me. I think of how she'd choose the panties she wanted me to wear, how she'd look up into my eyes as she eased them up over my thighs. They. " Lynn mused a moment. "Maybe it's because you're someone I know, someone I trust, someone I care about."Denise's eyes misted"Lynn I..."Whatever Denise was about to say was lost to the ringing of the phone. The lovely blonde picked up the receiver."Hello. Yes... yes... yes, just a moment. It's for you... your husband," she said handing the phone to Lynn."Hello Gary..."Denise gathered up her purse, leaned over and kissed Lynn on the cheek and headed for the door."Just a moment Gary... ," said. When nine o’clock arrived Miss Amore locked the front door and turned over the ‘closed’ sign in the window.The first thing we did was to take a break. Miss Amore had brought some drinks and snacks for us. We sat down and relaxed for about ten minutes while we drank a Wild Cherry Pepsi.Miss Amore said that it was time to get started. She had me get the big ladder because I was stronger and she told me to keep it steady. We started at the beginning of the rows on the left and were going to work.