She stands up and out of the tub. Robert’s eyes fix on her. Her toes wiggle against eh bristly rug sitting just outside the tub. At the sight of her... Robert shifts on the seat lid, a bulge obvious in his pants. Her tongue peeks out to wet her lips. Cynthia grabs her towel and swipes the excess bubbles clinging to her body away. When the towel flutters to the floor, her tiny breasts are now vulnerable to his eager gaze. Her pink nipples are hard and sensitive as one of her hands brushes over. I want to keep going! I'm wicked excited for you to get home. I bought some wine." He had said."This all started over a bottle of wine! haha. Clever honey. I've been wet constantly since the other night that you handcuffed me." Oh yeah? You want me to cuff you again?" He asked. I could almost hear the hopefulness in his voice."No, but tonight's my turn to play and push your boundaries. We'll see how you like it!" I responded, saying goodbye shortly afterwards since my lunch break was over. I. It's a sin to have more than one wife, and you have no proof that the President murdered her supposed family." Not in the Federation. All we care about is if they are loved and taken care of. As to proof, I will show it to you, if you want to see it," Richard snarled as he stood up.Walking to the viewer, he activated the screen, "Computer, bring up the murder of Commodore Thompson and his wife at the party."The screen changed from the starburst pattern to showing the party in full swing. On the. Better that than him running around after some cunt."With that she sat in the easy chair on the other side of the room and turned on the tv. Jim asked her how she came to be home so early and she said the bar had been really quiet so the boss had sent her and a couple of the other girls home early. I asked Jim if I should leave and he said he was fine with continuing if I was.Helen piped up again, "Go ahead and finish him off queer I don't care if you like sucking his cock."With that I took his.