Earlier in the week, my mom came by to do her rounds. I walked into gym class, and got changed, and when I walked out into the gym, I noticed my mom w...s standing there talking to Mr. Thomas, my gym teacher, and being her regular flirty self. She was dressed in modified denim shorts that her ass was eating up, and what looked to be a netted pink tube top, with no bra. She had on a pair of massive red stripper pumps, as was her staple. Some of the guys were staring open mouthed at her, even. It was too much. She got up and went to the bathroom. She was wearing one of Uncle Bob's old checkered shirts that she'd stolen from him years ago. It was soft and light and served as a kind of nightgown when she first took it. She looked in the mirror and goggled as she saw that, between two buttons, the material was stretched open enough that she could see skin through the gap.She turned sideways. Her breasts now pushed the shirt out ... significantly! It almost scared her, and when she heard. He left to answer it and when he came back i saw him with Kayla, a girl we had both met once before. Looking down at me, "Now that's a fuckin' sight" she told him as he reached over and turned her towards him and now began to kiss her. I sat there watching as my husband lovingly kissed this girl, reaching up and caressing her tit as he did so and she returning his kisses and reaching down and caressing his cock which she now had in her hand. When they broke off, "Oh Walt" she said "How I love. It happened thirty seconds later."What the... ?" Emma gasped in surprise, her left hand flying up to her neck. Her cry was repeated by every other woman save Tilly. They all reached up as they cried out, touching the spot where they had been wearing their patch. Their eyes went wide with surprise when they suddenly realized that the patch was gone."Adam," my wife exclaimed frantically, "you have to give them back." No," I said sternly, "you're going to have to live without them." But they make.