Theresa turned her back on me as she let me in, and I followed her slowly into the kitchen. There, next to the sink, was an empty bottle of Pinot Noir... with another one next to it that had maybe two glasses remaining.Aha! That’s what I figured. She leaned back against the island, and looked at me hazily. I knew I was a goner. She wore a sort of half-shirt that exposed what looked like a fairly tight and flat belly, and a pair of black Lycra bike shorts that hugged her hips tight. Yum! She stood. You were hunkering down behind a cruiser parked outside the entrance to the National Bank, one of many such vehicles forming a perimeter around the building."The alarm went off about 30 minutes ago, we had people here within minutes and we guess that's when the robbers decided to take hostages instead of running. We haven't had any contact with the perps yet but we are getting ready to make a call."His eyes can't help but wander down to your cleavage, your slim waist and your inviting hips as. We showered and then I came home."He wants to see me again. I want to but I have to think about it, due to his size."Hubby said, "let's go home so you can remove my cage and I can reclaim you."I told hubby, "I know that I usually let you reclaim me when I come home from a hotwife date. Can we wait until tomorrow? My pussy is very sore." Well, will you remove my cage?" "No, I want you fully locked and loaded as you usually are after I return from a hotwife date. I want you to know after this. She asked me how our relationship is going. While talking she leaned forward and sat like this. She was not wearing anything inside. So I can see her milk container, whoa what a firm boob. She noticed my tent. And asked me what that is in my pant. I felt embarrassed, she put her hand on my tool and started to caress.I slowly went near her and kissed her. She felt so good and told me that she never had this kiss before. So we started our sex game. She opened her nightie and what a scene a fully.