Well they started to line-up for her and others started to pair off with each other. I had tried calling my sister-in-law several times but she wasn't...answering. All of a sudden I started getting texts from my sister-in-law and an occasional picture. She was telling me some of what my wife was doing, just enough to make me horny. Well about 3 hours later I get a skype call from my sister-in-law. I answer and she says my wife just went into the bathroom with some one so she thought she would. ”“You cheeky bitch,” exclaimed the recipient of that jibe as she came into the room with Diana, both laughing.To finish off the time until lunch we swapped and I need say little about that, other than the similarities were remarkable. So were the differences.When I went out to see Wendy to check how things were going she had a grin wrapped around her face that just wouldn’t seem to let go, so I retired to my office to get something sensible done.We had a lot of discussions with Jacque and Jill,. Her eyes sparkled and she licked her lips before letting out a silent, ‘Yeah. FUCK, I’d like to have a bag of that. I’ve only got about eighteen months to go and I’m putting my papers in. I’ve had it with this army shit. I want to find me a man to love and make some babies. A bag of that money would sure make that easier.’ She looked at Tom from under her tilted head and continued, ‘You ever think about getting married and settling down?’ ‘Oh, yeah. Been there, done that, have the T-shirt. She. ”Toby called her into his office later that day asking her to close the door. “OK slut lift your dress” all pretence of civility gone. After a slight hesitation which he noticed she lifted up the front of her dress as ordered. Seconds later Toby Whitehall had two then three fingers in her twat “What are you tell me?” he commanded. The legs shoulder width apart she was unsteady as she told him “I’m a slut Sir.” Yes she was and she was wet for him as well. The fucking he gave her over his desk.