She kissed me real passionately and said please!. I told her ok, but just cause I love you so much.She ran back up to Dennis and told him and they bot... kinda screamed Yay!. I heard more whispering and some rustling and never heard the door close. I figured she was up to something again. Half an hour later she came down the stais with just a loose fitting shirt of mine and nothing else. I asked why she changed. She said we got the other clothes all messed up. I knew it. She just got through. .I began to play with myself just a few minutes before I knew he was due home from work & I loved to surprise him this way on occasion.. Began to feel my pussy get wetter & wetter as I slowly reached the first of many climaxes to come that night!!! Unbeknownst to me, my husband & Patrick had crept in & sat across from me,watching & enjoying the "show" I was putting on for them!! When I finally stopped orgasming & screaming , I noticed them.. With an evil smile & a grin from Patrick,my husband. The bell rang and I went to the lunch room. I stood in line, waiting for minutes, hoping he would be waiting, but also curious about what to do or say. I walked down the hallway, slowly, trying to gather all my courage to make my move. The door was closed, but the lights were on, so I let myself in. “Hey there,” he said to me as I walked into the room. He had taken his black jacket off and had on just his deep green button down shirt I had told him I liked. He wore that shirt at least once a. “What do you think of that ?” she asked as she released me.“Oh God ! Do it again !” I said.“More lipstick ? “ She asked ?“Oh Yes !” I pleaded.So she took the stick and again applied a liberal, whore’s dose of bright crimson to her mouth. Accentuating the action as she looked in the mirror across the room and played it all around her mouth. Then she returned to my crotch – being careful to ensure I could see every movement as she watched my eyes. Again my cock slowly disappeared behind her lips.