My wife was home and she wasn't alone. She and her date were giggling and it sounded like they had had a lot to drink. A few minutes later she came in...o the guest room, turned on the light, and crooked her finger at me. She still had her sexy outfit on, but now she looked somewhat rumpled and her hair was out of place. She told me to get my sorry ass downstairs because she was going to show me how worthless I really was. I sleep in the nude and asked her if I could put some clothes on; her only. If you feel uncomfortable I understand, it is very forward of me to ask to touch your feet."I am not wearing socks, and I am sure they stink." She replies."Easily taken care of if you like. Why don't you go wash them really quick, and then come back here, the floor is clean, and they won't be very dirty from the sink to my desk. " I say. She looks at me again, and gives a slight nod. Walks away to what I hope is the washroom, to wash her feet. Coming back she sits down again across from me, and. "No Miss Madison, Mommy keeps me indiapers - it would be kind of pointless!" Well there you have it Brooke, Baby Stacy there doesn't need one becauseshe knows she's not a big girl like you all are." She paused beforesmiling. "Unless you don't need one either Brooke?"I looked at the girl as she gulped and said, "I guess I do need one sinceI use the potty Miss Madison." Good girl!" Madison said with praise. "Now there are spots on the chartfor if you are wet in the morning or not. No one gets out. Pulling out for it and wetting the blouse she still wore.“I brought towels,” said the stewardess, her blouse and bra opened and her panties around an ankle, masturbating.“Good thinking,” Joe smiled. “Sit.”“Let me clean you first.”“Sure,” Joe smiled.She did end up sitting as she washed his dirtied penis. Eddie and Rachel recovering prepared the espresso for themselves and Joe. Joe took a sip of his, then knelt between the stewardess’s thighs. Strong, and on the thick side, but smooth and well.