When we leave work on Mondays, you'll go to your place, you know, keep it up, see how much living alone means to you, see how much we miss each other....Plus we can check out the market, find out about maybe buying your place and then leasing it ourselves as income property. As weeks go by, we can add days to our arrangement, move some things in, sell some things if we have to, or maybe leave your place as a furnished townhouse. That way, you can have an out." I explained."What do I always have. It’s Friday, and I’m bored. I didn’t see your folks at the game. They get tired of watching you on the bench?Very funny, I replied. No they’re out of town until next Friday.Nice, party at your house, he said with a grin. You still got the hot tub? I could use a dip.Yeah, I replied, come on over. Cool, I’ll meet you there.I was getting out of my car as he was pulling into the driveway. I grabbed my bag from my trunk and we headed inside. Do you have swimming trunks I can borrow? All I have is my. She reached up and rubbed her nipples ... she didn't have breasts to speak of, they were more like the growing puffs of a thirteen year old, and once again, for the millionth time, thought about having her breasts augmented. Her only real hang up with her whole body was her breasts! She tried to tell herself that it didn't bother her but if that were true then why did she even bother with a padded bra?She tried to put her breasts out of her mind as she slipped out of her panties and walked into. But she was still sitting there. She didn't immediately leave the house or start screaming and freaking out at the sight of her husband sucking cock. "He's so good at this. Did you ever suspect your husband would like sucking cock?" he asked my wife."No," was her simple response."But would you agree he's pretty good at it?" Well, he gives me great oral, so I'm not entirely surprised he would be good at it. And you seem to be enjoying yourself ..." Oh, I am," Tom responded. "Come here and get a.