I ended up trying to suck it as I got undressed which led to me getting in a right mess= clothes twisted, drunk, big cock in mouth, falling over and g...gging. It was at this point my husband spoke for the only time "Dan stop messing about and fuck my wife." he said in a low, calm and authoritive voice. Dan peered into my eyes and pulled away from me to remove his clothes- I knew I was for it then.He threw me back onto the bed and in an instant my clothes were all off. The very carefully. )The male attention did nothing but increase her restlessness, and by the end of the day Molly was going out of her way to show off her assets. When Ben from accounting checked her out as she leaned over the photocopier, she made a point of pulling out some paper from the bottom tray, just to make sure that he got the best possible view. When she noticed the new intern, Luke, peeking down her top, she started toying with her necklace, dipping it in and out of her plentiful cleavage, just to. The boss sat opposite the boys. He looked at Dale helping himself to adrink, and a smile almost passed on that weathered face. He looked overat Ashley with that usual blank expression which the boy didn't knowwhether to read as disgust, or perhaps even worse still, totaldisinterest, as if it barely mattered that he was a boy prancing abouteach day in skirts, petticoats and lipstick.This grown man regarding him in all his feminine glory always filled himwith the deepest shame. It was almost as. “I'll lock it,” I proposed in a friendly voice. “And when I return, I want your clothes gone.”Gingerly I got up and walked to the door, with more of a seductive sway in my hips than I thought I could muster. I locked it up, and then turned around expectantly. She did not disappoint.She had pulled off her green tank top, and the nice, full breasts that I had only glimpsed at through the peephole were now in full view. They were large and heavy, but suited her nicely. If she had worn a bra, it.