If I now tell those outside that I was lying to them then they will tear my club apart, and me from limb to limb. My reputation will be in ruins and I...will go out of business. No, the auction continues. Now as far as being American men is concerned, you must do yourselves a favour and rid yourselves of that fanciful notion. You are certainly not men anymore and as for being American, well as far as I can see you have no legal identity whatsoever ? you do not even officially exist unless I. He was in the tub and I pull of the shower gel. I start to splash water on his body and make his body wet. I take the gel in my hand and start with his legs and lather his legs with shower gel and rinse them. I take more gel n put it on his chest and massage it slowly and spend some extra time massaging on his nipples. I shut the water from filling anymore just about 1 – 2 inches of water. I make him lye on his chest and start to soap his back now slowly and slowly my hands reach out on his ass. Walking towards the kitchen, I could feel his eyes burning a hole through the towel. I was getting so turned on with him eyeing me all over and I knew he was looking to see more. I was so turned on that I wanted to show off more than my cleavage. So hot with desire, and a need to be satified I figured that it couldn't hurt if I was to be a little seductive. Reaching up to the cabinet for the bag of coffee, I felt the towel creeping upwards. I felt the soft cotton rising, exposing a little of my. I was not sure this was right and afraid of getting caught so I did not keep them on too long. Over time I occasionally would try her panties on those occasions I was home alone. Eventually I tried on her bra – 38C. It was tight but again I enjoyed the feeling of wearing her bra and her panties. Black lace panties, high cut. The bra was also lace, and black. I would slip both on whenever the opportunity presented itself, but always fearful that I would stretch them, and my wife would notice.