For new readers of ISS, who did not read my previous story I want to tell them that I am recently married Post Graduate girl of 25 doing Govt service....My height is 5ft 6inches and vital statistics as 36-26-36. I have sexy features and always wear sex provoking dresses in home. My husband is highly sex loving person having a strong appetite for sex, and I, too, give my best cooperation to him in fucking. We both use dirty sexy language during fucking for getting more sex stimulationAfter 4th day. As they passed by the beer cooler, one nun said to the other, “Wouldn’t a nice cool beer or two taste wonderful on a hot summer evening?” The second nun answered, “Indeed it would, sister, but I would not feel comfortable buying beer, since I am certain it would cause a scene at the checkout stand.” “I can handle that without a problem,” the other nun replied, and she picked up a six-pack and headed for the checkout. The cashier had a surprised look on his face when the two nuns arrived with a. So for the next two months, life went about as before - work 9-5, go to the gym three times a week, an occasionally shower. The one day...I saw him walk in and I tried not to make eye contact. He looked at me and just walked by. I thought, "Maybe he's forgotten about me." After my workout, I went home.Two weeks later, I finished my workout and decided to take a shower. Halfway through, he walked in. I was embarrassed and turned away. Then I said to myself, "What are you fucking afraid of?"I. Like yesterday, she stopped and did a pirouette to show him that this time she wore a thong of the same color.She then slid under the covers next to him. "Do you like to experiment?" she asked in a low voice."Yes." Good. Slip these on."In her hand was a pair of hip-hugger panties in chocolate brown. They were even softer and silkier than the black ones he had borrowed."Megan, I am not a cross dresser." I know, just please put them on."He took the offered panties and slid them on under the.