Anyway, this is “trade show” time of the year for her sales position. This means a lot of travel for her. My office job has more predictable hours... As one result, I picked-up some of her household chores to help out during her heavy travel season. After her return from a show this past weekend, I was sorting laundry and came across some of her panties. She has a very nice assortment of frilly things. I picked-up a sheer red lace pair to admire them and noticed something. The cotton crotch had a. I stared at her coldly, “I’m off.”“Oh Mark, no, please can we stay a little longer?”“No, I’m going,” and I got up and walked back to our cabana.I heard her running behind me, “Mark, what’s wrong; whatever is the matter?” She was trying to act innocent not knowing I had seen her.I opened the door and she followed and stood in front of me holding my shoulders, “For goodness sake, what is wrong with you?”I looked at her, “Pull your panties down; let’s see how much cum dribbles out.”“Oh fuck, you. Wo dono apni bato me lage hue the per bhaiya ki nazar tv per thi ro aslam ki nazar mujh per thi . Mene pehle bhaiya ko chaiye di or fir aslam ko . Jab m aslam ko chaiye pakda rahi thi to aslam ne meri ankho me ankhe dal kar mujhe ankh maar di . M to bas muskura kar reh gai or fir bhaiya se puchne lagi . Khana laga du bhaiya .Bhaiya ne kaha haan laga do to m fir se gand ko matkati hui rasoi ke tarf jane lagi . Rasoi ke aandar jane se pehle mene piche ghum kar aslam ki tarf dekha to wo mujhe. "Oh, Sir! Not up there. At least not right now. Maybe later!" she laughed. It took a few seconds to realise that I had accidentally tried to enter her bottom."Oh, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to!" I said mortified at my near error."Oh that's fine, Mr. Bletchflap. Maybe we could try it another time, you know, when I've got some lotion or something."Christine, who was standing beside shook her head. "You dirty slut!" she said in wonder.Brigitte laughed. "Don't pretend you've never taken it up your.