"Cooper, I started to ask. "Where..." Where's my uniform?" he asked before I could finish."Yes!" I said triumphantly. It had worked in one direction, ...t least. No one said anything for a while, when suddenly it seemed like I just knew. "You mailed them home, didn't you?" I did. Mail from the Philippines to here is pretty slow, but I paid to have them sent FedEx once they got to Seattle. I almost expected them to beat me here." Don't forget its a Holiday long weekend,"Then the three of us were. I knocked on the door and the sexy doctor entered he had on a long black satin robe and damn he looked sexy! He stood back and motioned with his arm to come in I walked in and as I passed him by he slapped me on the ass, oh I thought this is going to be a fun night! I set my bag down on the bed and noticed that he had set the mood in the room the lights were low there was good music playing after closing and locking the door Dan walked over and handed me a glass of wine which we clinked. “Come on,” he said. “How about we go get some food?” Melissa nodded. “Okay.” They walked across the lawn, past Jason’s pickup where they had shared their first kiss what seemed like a lifetime ago. As they crossed the driveway and the open garage doors Melissa looked inside. She could see Jason’s younger brother Frank and his friends sitting there watching them. Melissa had always liked Frank, but knew that he had a jealous eye when it came to her. She never let it affect her feelings about. Down and down those fingers travel, and with slow inevitability, they come to that holiest-of-holy’s; to the rose garden that you claim by right as her husband. These are not your fingers, and yet your wife finds herself responding as she does with you. The fingers rub the soft cotton of your wife’s panties, feeling her vulva beneath the thin fabric. The room is warm, and the cotton damp to the touch. Perspiration, perhaps – but you know better than most your own wife’s desire, and it seems.