She found a pair she liked (the first pair she tried on, the rest were just for fun) as she pulled them up again she lifted her skirt with her foot on...a chair that was there so her friend could see her pussy. After all he deserved a good show after staying for it all. After she finished buttoning the jeans she stepped out of her skirt on the sales floor to look at them in the mirror. She walked around a little to make sure they fit good and as she walked by her new best friend she handed him. It was not until we hit a bit of a slump in our love life that we started to try and really mix things up. I had always felt more comfortable with him in charge, when he came up with ideas of things to do I always enjoyed them more than if I had thought of them. Greg always liked to give my ass a playful smack as I would walk by. I never complained like most woman would have, in fact I kinda liked it. When he suggested one night that he would like to tie me up and fuck me I was surprised yet. Her slim figure showed all the right curves. Her face, marked by the years and raising three kids, was delicate and fragile; her long brown hair curled up a bit; and she was a little bit shorter than Frank’s 5’9”. She wore tight blue jeans and a casual white blouse—simple but elegant. Frank, however, discerned a dark shade over her and when they were waiting in line he simply asked, “What’s wrong?” Mary raised her eyebrows. “What do you mean?” Frank smiled, shrugged and said, “Nothing,. Many a macho male had had his balls served to him on a silver platter when they tried to cross her, and I so admired her for that. She was no nonsense when it came to work, but adored her sexy femme wife to death and treated her with the utmost love which I admired.In addition to being a kick ass woman and super accountant, Jo was incredibly intuitive and knew something was wrong with me. After looking over the papers, she leaned back in her leather chair, pushed a hand through her short spiked.