I examined them a little closer and the crotch was hard and stained. I realized that they were covered in cum. Since I didn’t recognize them, I wond...red who’s they were. I started the wash just as my wife came home.“Hi Honey,” she called, as she came through the door.“Hi, I’m in the laundry,” I answered.She came in and gave me a kiss.“How was your day?” I asked.“Oh fine, very busy,” she answered.I bent down and picked up the panties and asked her who’s they were.“Mine,” she said quickly.. Even with those in corporate above you. You have turned down promotions to stay where you are so that you can restore this house to an era of a simpler time when men and women knew their place in society and were content.? ?You love this house Pamela, and as big of a pain in the ass that you have been it is obvious that you appreciate the care that went into building it and you honor the craftsman that built it by restoring it as it was meant to be.?"You may have your career. I won't interfere,. I begin kneading and squeezing and massaging these big plump cheeks. I can feel my crotch getting excited and start leaking a little. I continue to grope each big cheek, then sliding one hand down between her cheeks, tracing my fingertip over her butthole. Uncertain whether or not she would like her ass being teased or penetrated, but I try anyway. I trace my fingertip around her asshole, applying pressure and I hear a deep groan come from her. She lifts her hips off the blanket slightly,. I batted him on the chest and hissed, “Happy now? You took the hat off me?” Nate smiled down, his eyes glinted impishly, “Maybe I should take more off, just so you know you can't fuck with me like that.”I shook my head but I was still feeling adventurous and I wasn’t' ready to give up messing with him. “You wouldn't dare, I'll scream like hell until you go deaf.” He jostled his butt down my stomach until he was sitting across my thighs. My skirt was riding high enough the denim of his jeans.