Her shoes and stockings followed. She reached back and unhooked her bra and shrugged it off as her large breasts tumbled out. Then she hooked her thum...s in the waist band of her knickers and pulled them off. They were soaked at the crotch because she always got wet when ministering to the priest's needs.The housekeeper sat on the edge of the bed, opened her legs and moved her hand down to assuage the demands of her swollen cunt. Her middle finger traced the line of her slit then rubbed her. I could not wait any longer and removed her t-shirt as well as mine.I kissed her cheeks, sucked her neck and shoulders. She started moaning loudly. After kissing and sucking her body for some time, I started sucking her boobs. Personally, I just love sucking and playing with boobs. I think most of the men like doing that.I kept sucking them. I would hold both her boobs together and put both her nipples in my mouth together. She would moan even louder. While I was busy sucking her boobs, she. This was certainly a new turn of events, as she usually was more sedate and reserved and let me always take the lead. My wife is a petite brunette, with awesome legs, a very nice ass, little pert boobs, and she wore her dark hair long. Tonight she had painted her face to really emphasize her eyes and she looked like a million bucks. She had on this blue-jeans dress that buttoned up the front. She’d unbuttoned the top four buttons on her dress and three on the sheer blouse. ‘No fucking way!’ she exclaimed as she poured another glass of bubbly. ‘But you did say something about fucking in the dressing room.’ Of course I had to dish all the juicy details about how he first came in the fitting room just to slide his finger into my panties, and then how he pinned me up against the wall to feel me up my dress, and then how I willing bent over the chair for him to take me from behind. ‘Oh, tell me that really didn’t happen!’ she gasped. ‘Oh, it did,’ I said as a nodded.