Oh, it's always been there but I've never admitted it. As a kid I always ran away from fights and said that discretion was the better part of valor. A... an adult I walked away from things and said I was being a mature and sensible, but I can't hide it anymore. I'm a coward.I had been out of work for almost eight months because of the faltering economy. I had papered the city with applications and resumes, but hadn't received one call. I was working three part time jobs trying to hold things. Was weird, but not really. He said sit down for a minute. Then he put in a tape in the VCR. I could see it was a video of their bedroom. I thought he was going to show me a video of him fucking her. Then I noticed the girly figure was me. Wearing a nightgown and pantyhose. Rolling around, then swallowing my own cum. I couldn't hear him or the video over my heart beat pumping. Then I heard him say "nice". I didn't know what he was going to do, or what he wanted. I was finally able to get the. She reached behind he and unzipped it, letting it fall to her feet. She was wearing white garter belt to hold up her pale stockings. Her lace panties were more than a G-string, but not much more. She turned around so I could admire the view. It was a view worth admiration. The panties covered a perfect ass and her legs looked like they led to heaven. I kicked my pants and briefs aside, picked her up and set her on the dining room table. It was her turn for some pleasure. I knelt in front of her. He's been wondering why he hasn't gotten to see that one lately," Jeanette said."Well, you said I could borrow it," I replied."Tim's favorite? I don't think so," Jeanette said.I slowly took off the bra, and handed it her."Tim will be happy to see it again," Jeanette said.She took off her shirt too, and then she stood up on the bed. She slowly pushed down her shorts, and I noticed she was wearing one of my thongs."You little witch, that's my purple thong, from Victoria's Secret," I said.She.