That knowing smile had appeared on her face, and it dawned on me what she had in mind. “Okay,” I began, trying to keep a straight face and talking...calmly, “let’s summarise what we have here. You have just asked me to take off all of my clothes, which I have done for you. Then, all the while keeping your clothes on, you have proceeded to present me with a collection of clothes almost identical to the ones you are wearing right now. And now you have that fucking smirk that drives me wild on your. Were they just bringing Conrad home and then leaving? She wondered.Embarrassed, she turned to go upstairs to change. "No; Sandy; don't leave," Conrad said before she could start up the stairs. He was nervous. "How is this going to play out?" he wondered as he stepped quickly over to stop her from going upstairs."Would you men like to have some coffee before you go home?" Conrad asked over his shoulder as he guided his wife into the kitchen. He needed some time to find out how to break things to. Looking at her.…don’t stop...“Does the slut like it?”I nod. And I feel the crop rubbing me, she takes it away and looks at it.“Goodness! You’re really wet!”My face goes red. Feeling ashamed and weak. I try to shrink against the crossbar. I feel the crop under my chin, vaguely smelling myself on it. She pushes up.“Look at me.”I stare into her face and she lets the crop drop. Her hand is on my stomach. It moves down. Over my panties. Her first two fingers start to rub me through the. We were just finishing a nightcap when I got a message from Ray. The chat with Gary had made me very randy, so when Ray said he had time to come over, I said, "yes please," and went straight upstairs to find something alluring to wear.I found a purple shortie nightie with peepholes so that my nipples were showing. I was just putting it over my head when I heard Ray come in the back door downstairs. He must have called me from where he parks just along the road and out of sight.I heard Gary say,.