I slipped into the rest of the suit. I was shocked when I put the suit on. Literally. I figured it had something to do with the new piece that was put...into it. I’m just glad it was more of a good kind of shock. But it did cause me to jump and bump into the door.“Kyle are you okay in there?” I wasn’t sure which one of them it was that asked. My ears were ringing a bit.I quickly fastened the suit and turned everything on. I knocked on the door to let them know I was okay. I was going with that. As the song began to end, she dropped low, grinding her body on an invisible other, her tummy rippling to the beat, the soft down lights accentuating every gorgeous attribute she had as she wound her way around the room. As the track faded out completely, she stood in front of me in only her small black g-string and heels, posing for my hungry examination of her immaculate machine. She again bent down really low so that I could see the way her perfect breast fell, admire the rise and fall of. She realized it bent to one side a little bit. For the first time she paid attention to the sack that was under it. It was brown, darker than the rest of his skin for some reason and looked like it was packed full of something. There were lots of little brown hairs sprouting from it. She couldn't think of anything else it looked like. Her eyes left his groin to find him still staring."It makes me feel so strange when you stare at me like that," she said, feeling the urge to cover her breasts. She said she was. The whole time, I couldn’t think about anything other than Lisa with this other guy. I had already driven from where I work back toward our house, and got there right at 9:30. I walked in and went back to the bedroom, and found Lisa tied to the bed, with cum on her face and neck. She looked like she had been fucked over and over. She said, “Come un-tie me” so I did quickly. Then she said, “Baby, this time wasn’t like the first time.” In Lisa’s words, this is what.