She opened it and examined Ann’s lingerie including some very nice silk underwear. On the top of a chest of drawers she was a box of papers and the ...id was open. She looked. The box had been taken out by Ann a few days before when she had studied her bare bottom to see if the marks were gone. It contained among other things some old school reports.Clare studied them. The academic marks and remarks were good but several had heading ‘discipline’ and referred to detentions awarded. Then one. I wonder just how many husbands go off to worknot knowing that there wife is getting her pussy fucked by a stranger.The day I would like to tell you about is the day I knocked on the door of this married lady in her forties and she let me in showing me into her lounge.She was blond, dressed in a white blouse and a pleated brown skirt and stiletto shoes.She had great tit's, her legs were very long and shapely in there tanned nylon seamed stockings, she looked like the normal house wife that. I can monitor it here." If you give us a video camera that we can just sit on the roof and point it in the general direction. You can have some images of what goes down," I suggested."They will be lousy images, but better than nothing," he suggested."We got two hours Max, you wanna screw?" Mike asked."No thanks, but listen you keep a sharp eye out. I have a feeling this is going to be like my C.O. used to say about spies. "The bad thing about turning a man, is that he can be turned back again. Little black silk panties with a split crotch held together with pink ribbon? Not the best thing for keeping a stiffening dick in place, but never mind. The feel of the silk was soft and slidey, very nice, and it was certainly a turn on. Back at the table I waited for an opportunity to pass my lacey purple thong across the table. “This is quite a turn on isn’t it?” said Anna. I agreed, feeling my dick getting harder.We had another beer, coffee and a brandy, paid and got ready to go. On the way.