What did I like best about them and why. And She'd always keep it up till I was embarrassed half to death, and sporting a major hard on. Then She'd gr...dgingly return my pants.On the second week she started giving me orders. Telling me what to wear the next day. If I didn't have the requested pair, she'd say 'tough - better do some shopping'. She had me out shopping for obscure pantyhose every night of the week. God this was embarrassing. She also warned me in no uncertain terms I was to abstain. ” Without thinking, I followed Larry’s command. Istill looked at Lisa. “OK, Debbie, now take it off.” The air was thick.I glanced briefly at Larry, then took off my blouse, almost withoutthought. I still wore my bra. Lisa and I just sat there, eyes glued oneach other. Someone unsnapped my bra–it was Cindy. “Take offyour pants, Debbie.” I started to do it, but faltered, and seemed tocome to my senses. “Do it!” came Larry’s. . but she 'ates me." Abigail took a deep breath and Margaret looked at her."You have a lot of your mother," she muttered. "She was..." There was a sigh and the solicitor turned around a picked up a bundle of papers, opening a drawer to her right. "It's not good to use sex as a weapon."Abigail nodded. "I know." Margaret snorted."Then why did you?" Abigail buried herself behind her drink and just hummed. Margaret smiled as she filed the first file away, and then the second on a different drawer.. For a second time that day, my anger subsided and was replaced by an immediate bulge in my pants. I took out my mobile phone, hardly able to activate the video camera as my hands and fingers were trembling so much. I started filming, making sure I captured the lesbian action that my wife was engaged in on the bed, then started moving in closer for a better look. My feet making very little noise on the thick carpet allowed me to get to the base of the bed without being caught. Again, Jane was.