It took me some time to finally pluck up the courage - I am not particularly brave and was petrified by the idea that someone might see me, but I also...recognised the thrill it was giving me, the adrenalin coursing through me. I spent a full minute peering through the spy hole in the door, before opening the door a crack and peerIng out. Then I put my head out and looked both ways along the corridor. Deserted. I could feel my heart pounding. A thought suddenly entered my head: suppose I had a. ”Jenny rambled on for awhile, confident in her own sense of code and faithfulness to me. She truly believed that by limiting the extent of her sexual transgressions and staying within her self-imposed rules, she was not technically cheating. While the thinking was warped, after 30+ years together, I did in fact understand my crazy, wild Jenny. I wasn’t sure that I would want to know the details, but I then requested, “Tell me about your adventures.” She jumped up and responded with what would. She moved closer and allowed his legs to brush against her small tits. He flinched slightly as he felt the point of the nails through her nipples poking his legs.She must have taken a liking to him because she wiggled her way out of her pants and bent over in front on him. Her pussy was shaved smooth and she had her lips pierced. He dare not touch her, but he did enjoy the show. Her narrow ass swayed as she jerked on his dick. He thought he felt her tongue touch the head of his cock, but he. "You bet," Donna purred."What should I wear?" Peggy asked nervously, not wanting Donna to gain an advantage."Something nice, casual, you know," Kenny said. "So I'll see you guys tomorrow night, huh? Seven o'clock."Peggy selected her outfit with care on Friday evening. She slipped a dark blue half-bra over her powdered breasts to complement a matching pair of bikini panties. A blue garter belt, purchased that morning, held up her stockings. A grey pleated skirt and a V-neck ribbed shirt topped.