Over anhour later I arrived. Our car and what I could only assume was Hank's,were parked out front. I went to the door but it was locked. I knocked...imidly and then stood there for several long minutes. At last my brideappeared, wearing a short belted robe. She had a drink in hand, her hairwas tousled, and she was a bit tipsy. With a snorting laugh she let himcome inside. I was damp and uncomfortable. I followed her wordlesslyand was shocked, when we got to the recreation room, to find. I felt a tingle in my pussy. I closed the door and went back to the kitchen. As usual, he gave me a tight hug while leaving, and this time, I gave him a peck on the cheeksThat week we both had gotten even closer. We would have a couple of drinks every night, listen to soft music, smoke enjoy music. We would sit close to each other and not miss a chance to rub our bodies against each other. I loved the way he would get a hard-on.That Friday, when he returned from work in the evening, he brought. After all, she thought, it was bound to end dirty. In the shower she rubbed soap up and down her body, circling her breasts and pinching the erect nipples. She moaned softly and one hand trailed its way to her swollen clit. She only flicked it once, but it was enough to send her to the edge of orgasm. Even though she wanted to be there so bad, something told her she should wait, that prolonging her pleasure would lead to an even bigger reward.Pouting a little, she hopped out of the shower and. Zelda gently stroked my cock through the sheer panties I wore and I felt my erection growing. Turning around my hand drifted down to her warm wet pussy that I wanted to suck and lick “not yet lover” she said, “have you forgotten what day it is?”, then I remembered “pay day”What’s pay day? – it’s the day the milkman, paper boy and lawn man come to get paid for the month and I organize the payments. “If your quick you’ll just be ready for the paper boy”I groaned as her hand left my cock just on.