The next morning, he instructed me to not wear a bra when I was home this afternoon with Stephen. I protested but knew I would comply with my husband�...�s instructions; after all, I always did comply. As you know from my previous (true) stories, I am a shameless exhibitionist who enjoys teasing men with my husband’s approval and encouragement. And even though I was not too terribly exposed wearing a pair of black satin gym shorts and a white sleeveless cotton workout shirt without a bra, I was. I could feel the surge of adrenaline flowing through my veins. Jeff told Roger one last time to circle the block once and then wait in front of the bank with the engine idling. Jeff and I then stepped out of the car. As soon as we closed the car doors we put on our ski masks and ran inside the bank."Don't anyone move. This is a stick-up!" Jeff shouted loudly.There was a murmur in the crowd. I could see the guard was an older gentleman who was barely awake in the corner.Jeff started giving. She started making very sexy noises and i was very much turned on. She was saying to me,” lick me baby, bite me”. Then came the big moment. I placed my right hand on her boob. She didn’t say anything, so i started pressing it and she was moaning in a very sexy manner. “aaahh aaahh baby yes, not so hard. Aah babyy yesss ummm harder baby squeeze them. They are yours. Play with them. Aaahhhhh yeahhh”. This gave me encouragement and i started pressing both her boobs and was licking her cleavage in. . so stickyI didn't think I would be able to open them if I wanted to. After a momentof silence she smiled seemingly pleased with herself. "Now eat your breakfast pet." I wondered how I was going to eat with mylips and mouth glued shut, however when I brought a fork full of food tomy mouth, the sensation seemed to fade to allow me to eat, howeverwhenever I tried to speak, the sensation immediately returned to silencemy words before they even started. We finished breakfast in silence, andwhen we.