At five on the dot I hauled ass home. I was met at the door by my gorgeous wife, she had on a short black skirt , a dark red sweater, and her legs whe...e covered in suntan nylon. She had on a pair of six inch black heals. I kissed her cheek and told she looked absolutely yummy. She did a slow turn so I could see all of her. I said you look fantastic, is everything done? She smiled and said do you mean is my pussy freshly fucked? Well yes I studdered. She said yes it's totally ruined, I'm sure. ? They all told her the same, and that with conviction. She would have to step up now, not allow him to boss her around, or the relationship would always be skewed and the power all on his side. She would be one of those awful little women, who was never seen, just used as a piece of decoration or servant, then ignored. It was thoughts she had had herself, so it had only confirmed her in her resolution. She could not give up this man. She was too intrigued. But she had to say stop. The next. It’s going to be alright.” Her body was quivering now and I was starting to panic too. I didn’t plan on making Ashley go threw this and now it was up to me to calm her down. After catching a quick whiff of her perfume though, my thoughts of helping her turned into thoughts of wanting her. I wanted to feel those longs legs. I wanted to taste those full lips. I wanted to grab onto that ass and never let go. I wanted Ashley. This wasn’t the time or the place for these feelings but I was getting. “For tax purposes, I mean.”“Thanks Dad, but I knew that.”“I figured you did,” he said slapping me on the back.“Michael, honey,” Ally said. “This really is a beautifully designed place. Ken really did a fine job recreating your vision.”“How soon are we all invited over for dinner?” Peter said.“We still need family room furniture and some technology. I found a nice sized TV to put on the west wall. If you can all have some patience, I would guess we could have a dinner all together in about seven.