Her husband was resigned to being patronized.He thought it part of her like her lovely body and blonde hair. Hesupposed she got from her mother, who g...t it from her mother, who -well, anyway one of her ancestors come over on the Mayflower (no doubtthe woman had been unpopular in England!).Some donated books came in. Larry was putting them in order when henoticed something odd. One of the books seemed to have something hiddeninside. It was another book tucked in within its covers! The slimvolume. She only briefly seemed shocked. The shock abated so quickly and turnedinto rage. As they say, "hell hath no fury like a woman scorned".Apparently my 'little hobby' had been scornful. As the shock went andthe rage started, she started screaming at me ? what'd I'd call"kitchen-sink" screaming ? I mean, everything came out... all at once,in a fitful rage... all triggered by my 'little' hobby.All around, she was either stomping, slamming, kicking, or occasionallythrowing something. She'd pause. They must have been planning to have a threesome with me all along. I guess I just beat them to it by jumping on Tolban first.The water was warm and soothing as it caressed my tired muscles. Tolban soaped my back as Molan worked her magic on my front paying special attention to my tits and my pussy. Then we switched as Tolban and I pampered Molan. Finally it was Tolban's turn to be soaped, fondled, and caressed by two women.As we were rinsing away our soapy fun, I turned to Tolban and said,. Five minutes later i was out, towelled i slipped on my black thong & black push up bra stockings & suspenders,black & white pencil skirt with a side split & a see through black blouse,then i quickly blow dried my hair & slapped on a little make up just in time there was the door bell. I ran down the stairs my heart was racing hadn't met this guy before only seen photo's of him on a friends phone. I opened the door & i wasn't disappointed he stood there in his jeans & t-shirt with his toolbox.