After repeating this routine for the other legBill took out a black fully padded lace bra with the lace matching thelace from his panties and proceed ...o strap it on.I was so aroused at this point even though he had not even startedputting make up on."Sweetie, you couldn't tie the last clasp for me." I stood behind Billand tried to buckle the clasp, which was difficult especially for one whohad no such experience. As I was doing this Bill seemed to extend his assback a bit and he would have. ”Get your beer?” I asked.”You bet,” he replied as he held one up and took a sip. “So, I was thinking about your problem with Tina,” I said. “Would you like us to help you change things?””Fuck, sure. If you can make things better I’m all ears.”"Okay, but just listen before asking questions.””Okay.” I told him about how we changed our relationship and opened it up with other people. I explained our rules about approval only, always together, no cheating or single meetings. I told him about our. Your mama was the same way in high school. She couldn't say no to a hard body and stiff cock."I found that hard to believe since Mama hardly looked at a man since Daddy died when I was a little girl. Coach talking about my mom made me upset so I lashed out at him, "I don't know about her, but I like to fuck and I'm not going to be sorry for that. Now if you are going to punish me, please let me know what I'm going to get for this and let me get on with my afternoon."Instead of getting angry. I understood the reaction somewhat. I still remembered as a kid being taken by my father to meet a very elderly man who had, some sixty years earlier, been a famous baseball player from my father’s old hometown back in Illinois. Even back then, I was enough of a fan to be impressed by the old guy’s history, and I had been eager to talk to him. The old guy was nice to me and had patiently answered my (probably dumb) questions, and he’d given me a few trinkets associated with his long-ago.