My wife has shopping lists the length of her arm and sometimes if I don’t go with her she’ll spend money like there’s no tomorrow. But I can onl... take so much walking around in those damn malls. I can’t keep my damn eyes focused on where I am supposed to be going and wind up walking into other people because of all the damn eye candy in the damn place. I have never seen so much damn young pussy walking around in one place in my life. The ratio must be 15 females to each guy. And when I say. 'Do you want to earn a little extra money, buy some nice new clothes?' he asked, waving a fat wad of cash playfully in his hand, arm muscles rippling. 'Eh, sure' I stuttered. 'Alright, lock the door' he ordered. 'Okay' I said, closing the door. When I turned around he was sitting on the table closest to me. He grabbed my waist and pulled me towards him, then kissed me hard and passionately. 'Mmmm' he groaned, 'I have been wanting to kiss you since the day you started' he chirped. After kissing. She also laid down the law that Tom was not to shoot any seeds into her womb until he had proper employment. Her added adamant refusal to give up her bum hole for his enjoyment meant he was severely lacking in matrimonial bliss.Tom was not one much for spending time in the pub or running around with girls he met on the street so he was forced to take things in hand and that was terribly humiliating for a married man of his age even if he didn't have a job. Since he was busy during the day still. And more knickers (of course!). Most of thepurchases went on my credit card (a couple of shop assistants raisedtheir eyebrows a little at the male name on my card, but others didn'tnotice or perhaps didn't care). But Alice treated me to the nightdresses,the knickers and one of the frocks.I didn't really feel like cooking after the excitement of the shoppingtrip, so we ordered a pizza. Later I changed into one of my newnightdresses. It would have been just long enough to cover my knickers,had I.