." Bunny took a steadying breath. "I'm ready for some fun," hemanaged to say, making his voice as sultry as he could. She had taughthim to respond thi... way, to make it convincing, and to follow through --if he didn't want to be punished. The memory of his most recentspanking, just the night before, was much too fresh in his mind. Herubbed up against his wife, thrilling to the way her large breastsrolled against him. His hands went to her hips and stroked them, whichjust added to the unwanted. I shaved my legs, chest, and arms. No one would really notice, I figured. Then, in a spur-of-the-moment thought, I decided to trim my pubic hair into the shape of a heart. There was little else I could do. I didn’t have perfume, make-up, or other feminine products.After getting out of the bathtub, I put on another pair of panties from the bag, the bra, along with the breast forms, jeans, and a tight nylon shirt. While it wasn’t the sexiest outfit, it was the best I had, and it left no. Looking in the mirror admiring my shoulder length black hair, blue eyes, tan body, and flat belly. I decided that I wasn't going to wear a bra on my jog as I pulled off my uniform skirt. I grabbed a white tank top, a pair of shorts and put them on. I stretched a little in my room before grabbing my iPod and headed out. I walked out the door put my headphones in and started jogging. I was going to take my normal route which was barely over a mile circle which brought me back to my house. While. The evening carried on and everyone was having fun and most were getting pretty tipsy as it got later. I noticed my wife flirting with Troy in front of Tucker when no one else was around. She leaned against him, touched him, sat on his lap a couple of times, but nothing overly brazen. Eventually most folks had left for the night including Troy and Tucker’s folks. Erin’s flirting got bolder with less people here and more booze in her which was making me a bit nervous as we’re not public about.