She began leaning over the back of it towards me showing off her cleavage. To be honest she didn’t really need a bra as she had quite small boobs bu... the bra she had on, although it was plain, was one of those ones that pushes the boobs together to create a bit of cleavage. She then sat on the chair facing away from me and undid the clips at the back and grabbed her boobs so that it was only her hands holding her bra on. Still facing away from me she them removed her bra and grabbed her boobs. I returned home from work to find my wife nearly depleted. Laying amongst a pile of sex toys and dead batteries while viewing porn on her pad. In a moment like this, many thoughts race through your mind. Like, "What the fuck is going on here?" "Did I just walk in on something I was not supposed to see?" " Who is paying for all these fucking batteries!!?" So, you find your self trying to control your emotions while attempting to get a grip on what is happening in a surreal moment. I glanced at. So where do we go from here?’ ‘For starters, tell me about the exciting things that go on in your head. A quiet man like you must have many, deep thoughts rolling around in there.’ ‘Ah, you want me to bare my soul and then strip myself naked in front of you. Maybe, I am not ready to do that.’ ‘No, you probably aren’t, but tell me, when was the last time someone, anyone, asked you to just talk about yourself and was willing to listen?’ ‘Let’s see, counting today, it has probably been about. I looked at James who had a grin on his face and indicated to the door. I walked to the entrance and opened the door. A young man in his mid-twenties opened the door, holding our dinner on a tray.“Hello, your nasi goreng”, he said as he scanned my body. It was only a quick glance but I knew he got a good look at my body, my boobs and nipples, my scantily covered pussy (by that time, my camel toe, I’m sure).“Please, put it inside,” I said as I turned around and walked inside. He followed me. Now.