When she came in she was startled to see me there. OH , your home she said. I told her I've been home for two hours, where have you been? She gave me ... dirty smile and said I've been getting my pussy tore up. Prove it I said. She unbuttoned her little skirt and let it call to the floor. She stepped out of it and walked over to me. She hooked the panties with her thumbs and eased them down to her knees. She did a slight squat and said see for your self. I looked at the crotch if the nylon. Not too big or too small. “I know, they are really great aren't they?” Hope asked. “Damn fucking right they are Hope. You really should be in Playboy. Seriously,” I replied. Then she leaned down to me for a minute. “Would it turn you on to know that, Kayla is jealous of my great rack?” Hope asked. I just heard that and I was like the happiest guy in the world. It turned me on big time to say the least. “Yes that would,” I replied slowly just before I kissed her again. We kissed each other. So I hurried up with my log book and ran inside to see if my wife was still at work. Once inside the store, I ask my wife's co-workers if she had left yet. I had just missed her by 10mins. So I called her cell phone. She picks up and I tell her I won't be in till tomarrow morning sometime. She says okay. I apologize and asks her is she at her second job. She says yes, and she tell me she would call me after she got off work. So my plan was to surprise her later that night with some good quailty. I had a break from things in my mid teen years as it became harder to find people willing to play with. By then I had very much added a sexual element to my play. Not that I needed to have sex with the person I took a temp from just I knew why I liked it all the more. I didn’t get the chance to play again until I was about fifteen. A girl I thought of as more of a friend gave me the chance to take her temp. I can’t for the life of me remember how we got onto the topic or how I was brave enough.