Period.After the k**s went off to college, my wife Kathy and I found ourselves caught with a bit of the old empty nest syndrome. We had a lot of dispo...able income, no k**s left to spend it on, and more time on our hands than we knew what to do with. Stage three of our marriage had begun, and we decided that the first order of business would be to invite a man to come over and have sex with my wife while I watched.We're both really shy people and we knew we'd never be able to approach anyone at. I use a small mascara brush to brush them when I masturbate. He soon worked his way down my flat stomach and pulled my thong off in one quick tug. I was now completely naked other than the thigh highs and heels. I parted my legs as far as possible as his head moved over the trimmed hairline above my pussy. I moaned with pleasure as his tongue dove into me. I pressed up and into his mouth hungry for more. I lifted up higher and reached down to guide his hand under my ass. . Is there anything else that needs doing?" I don't think so. Whoever designed and build this tavern did a masterful job. I don't see how anything less than a cannon ball could broach these walls, and it would have to be a big one to do it. I do have a question, though. What would we do for an emergency water supply?"John smiled and laid a finger beside his nose. "Ah, and that's my secret, but I will show it to you. Come with me to the kitchen." In the kitchen, John and Joe wrestled a work table. When I entered her room the 2nd time, I noticed immediately that she had changed out of the stockings she worn in the first part of the show. They were slopped over a chair outside one of the other open cubicles above the slumped candy dress.I lifted the stockings to be nose and sniffed the crotch. The scent of a woman was hardly there. Although it would have been too much to think that she wouldn't have - but that seemed to indicate to me at that point that she was wearing underwear underneath.