Now for the ride to work -HEY CAREFUL HOW YOU SIT ON THOSE NUTS! That's better, wiggle around a bit til things are comfy. Cold day outside today - t...at means me and the boys will be shriveled up all day. At least it won't be sweaty in here.Lunchtime - a walk outside, couple of cups of coffee and hey buddy it's time to empty the tank. Oh shit - you're gonna piss in the snow? HEY DAMMIT WARM UP THOSE FUCKING HANDS FIRST! Jeez, those fingers are like ice! That's right, write your damn name. I picked up Stacey's drink and the one I had already prepared for Sally Anne and went back into the living room. Stacey had sat down and, thinking she was with two girls, had not worried when her skirt had ridden up a bit showing her stockings. I was surprised she had stockings on as I did not think of her being a sexy sort of person even though she was quite attractive.As if reading my mind, as I handed her her drink she pulled her skirt down and said, "I love wearing stockings as I find. ’ All this talk about Kate’s body made me acutely aware of how good it felt to have her tight against me. I could feel the curve of her breasts and hips, the flat of her belly, the sleek muscularity of her thighs. God, this was a woman that was meant to be naked. ‘As long as we’re on the subject of your awesome bod, why don’t we start going to bed in the buff?’ I suggested. Kate seemed unsure, ‘But aren’t we in the buff all the time anyway?’ ‘It’s not quite what I mean. We change into different. It seems that she was scheduling a meeting the next Saturday night in a hotel near their home. I was furious but also a bit curious, so I quickly decided to 'play it cool' and see how she would plan to get away for the evening with out me.Later that evening, after dinner, we cleaned the dishes, watched some TV and then went to bed. The next day was a normal workday and that evening went the same... that is until she "surprised" me by casually mention the approaching weekend."Hey Honey?" she.