I was standing on the far side of it when my wife walked out on the deck. She called for me to come to her. As I walked up I noticed she was wearing h...r tight white spandex shorts and a white wife beater. It was obvious she wasn't wearing a bra, her nipples were hard. As I got closer I could see she most likely wasn't wearing panties either. The seam of the tight spandex was running right between her female lips. She only weighs a hundred pounds but she has all the curves of a pinup girl .. Meghan said shewas going to do my make up, and I was all for it as I know she is amaster at it. She started with some foundation, followed by blush, eyeliner, eye shadow, and mascara. She saved the lipstick for me, knowingthat I love to put it on myself. She blended my make up super well, andonce I turned towards the mirror to see her handywork, for the secondtime in an hour my jaw dropped. Meghan did such a fantastic job with mymake up, before I even put on any lipstick or my wig, I stood up. "We got to make this quick" you say through heavy breath as I nibble at your neck and ear. I step backwards into the unit and you follow quickly and push me down on the cot. I try to help you undo my pants but my hands get in the way and you slap me. So I go to work on yours quickly unfastening your belt button and zipper. You start to tug at my waist band so I lift my ass to help. As I lift my as I get one of your boots off and then you step out of that pant leg letting your slide down your. When the door opened, we came face to face. I stood there speechless. I should have realized, I didn't think about it, but I should have realized...I don't know who's face was redder. She looked at me like a rabbit who was cornered by a snake. Words failed me and I turned to walk away."Don't...don't go...let...let me...explain...please," she said softly.Her whisper stopped me in my tracks. Slowly I turned, step by step, inch by inch, I walked through her front door and into her house. She.