" She then told me that her late husband called them boobs. I asked her if she wanted me to call them boobs and she said, "No, I just was saying that...is what he called them but that she liked them to be called tits! I let one hand float down the her mon's venus and her fur was sparse but long as I slid my fingers along the outside of her pussy lip slowly back and forth. She then took my other hand from her tit and placed it in her lap and I used that hand to stroke the outside. Then I slipped out the front door, got into my car and drove away from the house. Arriving at my work place I picked up my mobile. I had to phone Will.I got a ring tone and waited for an answer, then.“Hello? Who’s this?”“Hi Will, you don’t know me, but you do know my wife fairly well.”“Who’s that then?”“Dee?”“Oh shit man, are you her husband?”“Yes and I thought you could do something for me.”“What’s that then?”“I want to catch and watch you fucking my wife again later this afternoon.”“No way. “Of Course we may eat you my friend Joe, or maybe just your chick that,s all too evident from the front of your slacks!” She laughed. “You,re not gonna run away claiming to be bethrother too are you?” “Nope totally unattached and as horny as they come as you can see by the state of my slacks!” I laughed back. “Have a few more beers with us and Maxi and I will help make your cock very happy, as long as he makes our horny cunts happy!” she laughed. Service women I find talk pretty much like. Just hearing her voice had given me a full erection. I adjusted myself to try to hide it as best as possible, grabbed my master key and headed up to 217. I knocked on the door before opening it with my key just to let her know I was there. I entered and could hear the shower running through the open bathroom door. “In here,” Rachel called to me. I walked into the washroom and stopped dead in my tracks. Rachel was in the tub, naked as the day she was born and had the hand held shower head.