" She was right. I knew that. "Sopick something else."I went to her closet and took out a cream colored suit and a blue shirt.For some reason, "she...l" came into my mind. It was called a shell. 24hours as a girl and I was calling it a shell.I took it out and showed her. "Does this work? This shell works withthis, right?"She looked surprised. "Yes, it does...good job," she said, in a tone ofsurprise and a little discomfort."What?" What what?" You seem annoyed."She shook her head. "No,. Ana gasped saying she was busy… But I insisted, reaching around and unbuttoning her skirt.Ana did not even protest. She bent over wrapping that gift again as she wiggled her hips causing the skirt to start sliding down her legs. I helped it down until it hit the floor. She stepped out of it. This left her wearing only black lace top stockings. I asked where her panties were and she replied she was not wearing any today…Then I sat down on a recliner, as my sweet wife finished with the wrapping.. “I really fancy you!” she said, “ you know he dosen’t fuck me since I had our daughter!” She continued. “Will you fuck me?” “ PLEASE?” Her pleading seamed to be real desparation, almost like begging. As her hand pushed inside my trousers and she grabbed my cock. “Hold on Jane! What about Ian?” was my reply. “ Come on you know he wont fuck me, he will be to pissed!” was all she said as she relised my belt and pulled down my trousers and boxers in one movement, as my erecting cock sprang into. Missy was bare from the tops of her cotton bobby sox to the black silky string above her waist, claiming to be a panty top. She couldn’t have been more embarrassed. This hurt more than any spanking would, she foolishly thought. Her twin sparkling ass cheeks began quivering in anticipation of what she had hoped was not going to happen. Two beautifully shaped and trembling milky white globes on display, soon to develop a lovely robust and shinning color. Their creamy sheen would soon be gone, as.