“Aw, rats, are we done already?” Wendy pouted. “Oh, no, just something a little different,” Mary assured her.After she was dressed again, sort...of, Mary led Wendy over to the window stood her about a foot from the glass “Don’t move a muscle. Just stand stock still like you’re made of wood,” Mary whispered in Wendy’s ear. Then Mary signaled to me and I whipped the drapes open. There was the whole Friday night parade, the students, the high school wannabes, towns’ people, professors and passersby. Keep your white school shirt and tie and stockings on, Remove your shoes. Now GET YOUR KNICKERS DOWN , Jacinda now trembling pleaded please Mister I am sorry. Yes said Arthurt you naughty girls are always sorry when you are told to get your knickers down and I start to work on your cunts. Get your knickers down Now young lady.Reluctantly Jacinda removed her knickers. Blushing as Arthur showed her knickers to the woman saying look at this she nearly creamed her knickers before its even. Al had enjoyed getting Penny pregnant; it was, perhaps, the ultimate act of cuckolding, the wife not only taking a lover and cuckolding her husband in the marital bed but also having his child as well. He hadn’t been there when she had told Bill that she wanted his child. She had discussed it with Al, obviously; and he had agreed. But he had wished he had been there at the time she told Bill. Al remembered that first time when they had both had unprotected sex. Penny had ceased having sex with. I spent most of the remainder of Saturday fiddling around the apartment, which seemed roomy with no one home but me. Over the years I had spent so much time alone that I began to appreciate its positive side: I had absolute freedom of movement, without being hassled by the foibles and demands of others, especially of grownups.But as Saturday evening neared, I was considering whether or not to be home at the time Martha Jane was due to fix dinner. I did not trust my feelings at all. I could.