I got to the point where I decided to just concentrate on my writing. I really did not need to make more money, but writing is an addiction as serious...as meth, but with no known withdrawal procedures.Because of this change in working needs, I had a large addition put on the back of the house, this became my office. I put a futon in the space to allow me to rest when the stress got too great.My being home all the time caused Lace to become frisky. She would often sneak into the office and. Arthur also wrote a twice weekly column on national affairs, and often had Alan doing some research for that. Alan was enjoying this assignment immensely. ‘Delivery for you.’ ‘Thanks,’ Alan replied. He tore open the box, a small FedEx mailer, and peered inside. There was a leather case, about for inches square and three inches tall, hinged at the back. He opened it and gasped. It was a ring, a ring just like the one he had on his finger, just like the one Massimo wore as well. There was no. Without speaking the wife and I sat on the sofa in the corner watching them. Helen turned her head towards us and panting from pleasure she said “take your clothes off so I can see you both naked again”. The wife leant over and asked me to unhook and zip her dress down which I did so far. She then stood up and let the dress drop to the floor revealing her underwear and body to Helen and Joe. I could see Joe’s interest as he continued to lick Helen out, but his focus and eyes were completely on. He had wanted her to go to the party commando, but that's where she drew the line. In reality, the panties didn't make much difference. She wore the smallest white see-through thong that she owned. When she bent at the waist it was invisible. All you could see was her glorious ass.Penny wasn't the only partygoer to nearly expose herself. Many of the women wore see-through tops or pants. One wore hiking shorts, boots and suspenders. Her nipples were covered but the areolas were exposed, begging.