"Good job. Now pull up your shorts. Put your top back on. Tomorrow is Saturday. After your husband leaves for work. Come over to my house immediately....Saturday are for working in my house. Your to come over here to clean my house. Tonight put on your ugliest and biggest sleep wear. Your not to have sex with your husband. You can masturbate. But no sex with him. You will walk naked to my house tomorrow. Use my front door. You can have Sunday off. But no sex with him. While your working. I will. Daniel walked closer, compelled to do so by the sight before him. Reaching the bed, he sat on the edge and placed his hand on John’s thigh. Their eyes locked and Daniel stroked the feathered hair between John’s legs…down the inside of his calf to his ankle and back up, getting higher with each pass. When finally he grazed John’s swollen testicles, Daniel stopped and with pleading eyes, whispered, “may I?” John, remaining silent, simply nodded his head. Daniel leaned forward and sniffed the. We both gulped 2 peg of vodka each by sitting in our drawing room sofa set. I switched on the music channels. Vodka had started its effect on us after couple of minutes; she was on her high and blushing like she had accomplished something she always wanted to do. We both were watching tv and i was switching all music channels one by one. She was sitting beside me. While talking she was touching my hands accidentally and sometime she was pinching on my thighs to prove her points of discussion. She could also feel the blood rushing to her head, making her feel slightly dizzy. Jessica was not sure how much longer she would be able to sustain such a posture. Just then, she felt Buster’s dick slide out from between her thighs. She could still feel his paws clenching her waist though. Jessica thought how fortunate it was that her shirt had more or less stayed in position across her hips thanks to Buster’s paws, as the soft cotton fabric surely was preventing her skin from being scratched..