I looked at her, only for her to return a harsh glare. Her hands rubbed at her breasts and belly as if her skin itched or she had some other form of i...ritation. With an angry curse, she pulled a hidden zipper down her front, from the bottom point of the large heart cutout. Her flesh spilled out of the opening. I knew she had increased her breast size to entice me, but this was ridiculous.“What did you do?” I asked.She shook her head and threw a wide-eyed glance at me. She pulled her top open. I hadn't laughed that much in a long time, watching their crazy ass behavior.My wife as typical started out in a funny and friendly mood. But as the afternoon wound down, I saw her getting grouchy, getting ornery, and making off-hand comments about the girls being loud, obnoxious, and acting immature.I just laughed it off. It was so typical of her behavior, and so predictable of her actions. I knew it was a matter of time before her personality would wear off, and this is how she wound finish. Instead he smiled and said, "Good morning, welcome to Quick Shop miss."I did my best to smile mumbling a response back, his radically different response to me in my disguise caught me a little off guard.I wandered over to get a basket, as I was doing this a woman in a smart suit walked up to the guard and attracted his attention. She was trying to talk to him quietly but my position meant I could hear every word."Mr. Brown, I have heard that you verbally abused a potential customer," the woman. I sat down at the table and was eating a bowl of frosted flakes. I heard the door open and she walked by the kitchen with this little towel that looked like she stole it from a hotel, you know the ones that barely cover anything. She said, "Good morning, brother," in a slutty voice. I was slowly getting a boner under the table. Saturday night came and I was super horny again but just like last night I was too chicken to make a move on my sister. So I went down to the basement and thought I'd.