After two very entertaining drag queen friends of Laura left our table,Sara turns to me and says "I have so much respect for them. Don't you?" Oh yeah...of course. They're great." I respond."Such courage."Gee, I never thought of it like that. She's right.We got home late and were both as horny as hell.."I want to fuck you." Oh please baby I want you to fuck me." Hard." Yes baby, as hard as you want."I sucked on her fake cock as she ripped my ass with her nails. Finally shesurprised me by. It was getting warmer and she wore less, seemingly oblivious to the effect revealing more of her body might have on me. One real toughie was when I would return from class and she’d obviously just been laid. Besides being able to small the sex if I got close to her, she’d sometimes just wear a small robe that wouldn’t stay together at the top, giving me very nice flashes of her round C-cup breasts.It was a sweet torture, I guess. One day, in the morning after Phil had gone to work, she was. My loving wife was being stripped, and right in front of her own husband. She stood back up proudly before him. He was looking at her now exposed pussy, as I looked at her ass. He complemented her on how wonderfully sexy it looked, she smiled and actually thanked him as she let him look, all he wanted. She seemed so comfortable. She was normally a little self conscious when I would want to look but now, for him, she seemed almost like she wanted his eyes on her pussy. As he held her tiny. ‘Ever since you first came to me for this job, I knew that you wanted to get your hands on me, and especially on these big soft beauties. Just feel how heavy and full they are!’ I was dumbfounded. I couldn’t speak. All I could think about was the fact that was now groping my boss’ incredible tits, Aubrey, for her part, was urging me on, gently swaying so that her bosom began to jiggle and bounce hypnotically. I had, not surprisingly, grabbed the opportunity with both hands, and my boss smiled.