One of them climbed on the table and spread my thighs wide. He was about to enter my pussy when I begged him for a condom.He plainly said that he does...’t have a condom and is not going for buying it on such a crucial time. I said that I was having in my purse, my purse was opened and the condoms were pulled out, according to my instruction. As soon as the secret pocket opened and six condoms came out of it, they all burst in laughter.They asked me how many guys I was fucking on daily basis so. "She rang off and called another number from memory."Trudy? How are you keeping – enjoying retirement?"Anyone listening to Jessica's end of the conversation would have heard only the indistinct squawking of the handset in response to Jessica's words..."Yes, I know, Trudy..." (squawk, squawk) "as it happens, I think I might have something that might interest you..." (squawk) "It seems the wife of the friend of a friend is experiencing flashbacks to childhood abuse..." (squawk, squawk, squawk). We also would leave our bedroom door open at night so they could see and hear us making love. Lindy said, She would do the same so we could see in and hear them. I was to walk around in my boxer shorts and make no attempt to hide my morning erections. I would also take the opportunity to give Lindy hugs, making it obvious my cock was rubbing into her as I ran my hands over her back and ass. Liz also said she would try the hugs when she saw Bill in the morning.The second thing we discussed was. She grabbed her phone and snapped a pic of the wet spot spontaneously. Wendy unbuttoned one more button on her blouse then leaned forward aiming the phone down her shirt and took a few pics. A view she imagined that Jason had seen with her bra on minutes ago. The pictures were clear depictions of her C cup breasts hanging with erect nipples within her shirt. She highlighted all the photos she had just taken and attached them to a message sent to Jason. Wendy knew she was being shameless teasing.