When, exactly, were you going to tell me about this decision?’ His voice was cold. Denise looked anxiously at Anne. This had begun badly. Anne stood...her ground. ‘Stan, we hadn’t actually done anything yet. We’re looking –‘ ‘Huh! Just looking! It sounded like you’d decided, to me when I walked in!’ Anne bit a bitter retort back behind her teeth. She had indeed made a decision, but Stan had intruded… Stan misinterpreted her hesitation and ploughed on, though. ‘Well I don’t know that I want to. As she turned back to the drawer,the clamps tugged on her breasts gently. She took a deep breath. Then shepulled out three more golden chains. Shivering with anticipation, sheclipped them onto the clamps, so they hung over her flat stomach.The clinking of the chains, the weight hanging off of her breasts, thegentle rubbing of the links against her pussy, it was just too much. Thechains between her legs glistened with her juices. She squeezed her legstogether and moaned in anticipation. She. She still had her tshirt and some small white ankle socks on. Gently climbing onto the bed she straddled his face, the heat of her moist lips radiated down onto his mouth, his nostrils were filled with the sweet musky scent of her sex. “Good morning sunshine” she purred “time for breakfast lover”. His face cracked a grin as his tongue parted his lips and licked a string of thick wetness from her dripping flower. “Yessss baby” she purred “oh god yes, eat all you want. I made plenty”. Her hand. I found no takers. The response from all was, "it's too cold."Well, it is still mid March in Buffalo. We were lucky that it wasn't still snowing. I got myself bundled up and took my walk. My muscles started to reject the idea once that cold air hit, but I forced the issue.I returned home feeling pretty good. I needed to get the blood moving early in the day. I found it always made me feel better.I spent the remaining part of the day playing with my kids. Well, Ok, lounging around the house with.