She strutted around putting on a show for them and as she slid her housecoat off she said, "If no one else is going to start taking something off, I'm...going to go and put some more on." The clothes were soon coming off as Lynn was kind of modeling for them after removing her bra and panties. They got their first good look of my hot wife's body and you could tell they were impressed. At five-eight and a hundred and ten pounds and a very firm 34D-24-35, with long red hair and sparkling green. He just sits there with a grin on his face. I know where this conversation is going and yet I am still surprised when they ask. "Would I go to bed with them?"I suppose I asked to take a shower first so that I could get my head around their request. I step out of their shower and wrap a towel around myself. I walk into their bedroom and they are on the bed. I can see his erection through the thin material of his shorts. They are kissing and he has opened the zip on her hoodie. She has no bra on. I know how you feel."Want me to drive?" asked Fussilli as they approached the car. He leant on the roof and then jumped away. The steel was blistering and so now was the detective's bare arm. " Fuck me!" I've got this, Jerry," replied Bumfelt, climbing into the car."Fuckin hell!" gasped Fussilli, entering the passenger side door, winding the window down. "Hot as fuck in here."Bumfelt took a last look at the pigeon. It was past caring. It didn't give two fucks how hot it was.Iva Whetsnatch was. "I have a working theory and we shall be in no danger from him," Solan addressed the little group. "But we must leave him in the belief that he is in complete control. Only the Eldest can save him."The little group was huddled together in a recycling depot, one of the very few places on Jupiter station without surveillance cameras."We don't even know what the hell he needs savin' from in the first place," Charles Tucker snorted. "For all we know, he just went bat-shit crazy." Captain Reed.