. At that he kept the glass in his right hand and put his left hand on my shoulder and guided me toward the couch and said sit down, relax we can jus... talk a while and get to know each other and what you would like to try and what you want to do, if anything today. He grabbed the remote and turned the game on and said let’s see how the home team is doing. Well that helped me relax and we started talking about the game and after a few minutes he was telling me what he was into and started to. It was shocking for both at first, Vern was embarrassed at being caught and Karen was surprised to see her husband wearing her underwear, but once they talked it through, Karen came around to the idea and even kind of liked her husband wearing her underwear. It was naughty and kind of kinky, which worked for the both of them. It did wonders for their sex life, which had been lagging slightly. They both got caught up in work and children and school commitments and other family things that sex. "All your stuff," he states the obvious.My stuff indeed. Good God.He smirks. "I can also imagine the contents of one of the drawers. But Idon't think you're quite ready to deal with that yet."It only takes me a moment to get the gist of his implication."I'm a nurse moron. I know how the female body works."We both take startled note of what I'd said. I wonder if it was just aslip or a reflection of further changes in me, more than just myappearance and the way the world has known me.I. “Aren’t you a horny slut?” I teased her.“Yes, I am.” Her voice was seductive and she acted like a slut.“This pussy is mine too.” I fingered her dripping pussy. “And you belong to me.”“Ammm… yes.” Her moans echoed the room.‘Pak’“Say that you belong to me.” I slapped her ass and commanded.“Ahh.. I belong to you.” She declared.My friend’s wife got wilder after the declaration. She moaned louder. She was like a liberated woman and had no restraints anymore. I added another finger and finger-fucked.