As I approached I saw her again, still allpink fluff but now standing on the broad brick steps leading to heropen front door. She gestured again for ...e to join her, so I did. And there I was, standing next to her, puzzled why she wanted me,waiting."My husband Tom is unfaithful to me," she said.Oh? My mind registered surprise but also no surprise at all. Ijust stood there and said nothing. Certainly nothing about her ownapparent infidelities during the few months since they'd moved in. If. I put some lube on it, and I slowly worked it in. Oncesatisfied it was in, and it felt strange for sure, I grabbed somepanties and put them on. I love black, stretchy but tight panties. Ifollowed that with some pantyhose. I placed my bra on, and the inserts.I bought these a while back, very nice breast forms from the glamourboutique. I love this black bra I inherited from my wife, the trim anddetail. I was so excited at this point. I looked around and began tograb other bondage items I would. Caitlin's body began to squirm as my tongue continued to slide in and out of her cunt. When she started to whimper, I reluctantly moved my tongue out of her cunt and up her slit to search for her clit. At first I couldn't find it as it had retreated into the safety of its hood after the orgasm my fingers had given her. As I sucked and licked the soft flesh protecting my target, I gradually felt the firm ridge form under the skin of her clit hood.As I continued to work on her sensitive flesh. "Peter, are you back yet?" she called.Not getting a response and not seeing him in the room, she shrugged. She figured there must be a long line or he had to wait for the food. Angie moved to the counter, picked up her hairbrush, and began brushing out her short brown hair.Ten minutes later, Angie was laying on her bed in her nightgown and socks when there was a knock at the door."Angie, it's Peter," Peter called from outside. "Is it safe to come in?"Angie smiled at his thoughtfulness."Come on.