" Angie replied, smiling wider at David's discomfort andhumiliation. 'Why don't you pull your pants down and show us?" shecontinued, making it more o... an order than a question.A tear rolling down his cheek, David turned and pulled down the zip ofhis pants, pulling the stretch fabric over his buttocks to reveal thematching full-bottomed panties as his wife gasped in surprise."Tidy yourself up princess," Angie commanded David before speaking tohis wife, "I think you'll find that the counselling. It could be Shayna. After last night I want to hear her voice. I want totell her about my day and hear about hers. It could be Wayne, having achange of heart after thinking things over. This is preposterous, he'dsay. I can hear him saying it. The phone remains dull. It could beMiranda, wanting to arrange a double date for this weekend. I'd need tofind a man to go with, and, I'm not sure I want to get back into thatfarce all over again so quickly. Diane and Chantelle? I've not heardfrom them all. You got up and took my hand, leading me to your room. Outside your bedroom door you put her hands on my chest, and pushed me up against the wall, massaging my pecks. I reached round you, and felt down your back, getting to your soft, round ass. I took hold of you and virtually carried you into the bedroom. you pushed me away onto the bed, and I looked up at you, as you undid your summer dress, and it fell to the floor. Underneath you wore a white bra and panties, and for the first time I saw. “I know EXACTLY what I’m buying Maria Cristina for her birthday!”“I’d keep it for a move-in present, or I might end up violating your rule about no sexual contact before May 1st!”“I actually wouldn’t do that. She’s not anywhere near ready for THAT kind of crazy!”“Were you?” I grinned.“I wasn’t ready for that first night, Steve. I mean, I was, but I wasn’t. My brain basically short-circuited.”“And now?” I grinned.“You remember what happened AFTER that night, right?”“It’s kind of a blur of.