She was beside me her lips inches from my ear. "Come," She led me to a door, then, with her hand on the small of my back, pushed me through to the sto...kroom. I let her guide me to the back shelf, then I heard a rustling and felt a breath on my pantyhose. She took a deep breath as I leaned my weight on the shelf and thrust my ass back towards her face. Fingers hooked my waistband and my pantyhose were lowered just below my bottom. My face was red and my pussy was leaking as she pried my cheeks. "I struck out.They are carding like a bitch out there," Kris said, holding out his hands."That sucks!" Scott said."I know," Kris said."Go get it out of your car. You can't fool me," I said."Matt, I fucking serious," Kris said but not convincingly. He broke into asmile then began laughing. "Damn you Matt, you can read me like a book." Well, you weren't pissed off like I knew you would be if you didn'tscore," I said.Kris shut the door for no reason since it wasn't a secret or anything."Dudes, I. Compared to me, she was soft, but I wager her training made her stronger than most people. She came from a wealthy family, and calling her a spoiled brat would have been an insult to the breed. I had tried working with her at first, but she was much too selfish. I suspected she was annoyed at my slightly higher status, but showing it or doing something about it would require her acknowledging it mattered to her, and she couldn’t admit being less than perfect, so she pretended it was all. Please don’t tell.”Lynda smiled at him, “I won’t tell if you don’t.” With that promise, the boy continued to lather her with sunblock, having her turn over for similar treatment to her front side. The bulge in his shorts confirmed his enjoyment as he rubbed her puffy little tits and worked her hard nipples.As I watched this young boy enjoying my wife, my cock once again strained within its cage. He moved down, over her flat tummy, and then asked her to spread her legs. My wife eagerly.