I let out a breath of relief when he finally removed his hand but it was short lived because he suddenly jammed his hand between my legs. He formed a ...ist, parting my thighs just enough so that he could slide his hand up to my crotch. I tried in vain to pull his arm off me as he began rubbing my mound, his finger trying to rip a hole in my pantyhose.I gave up trying to remove his hand and instead I raised my own hand and slapped him across the face hard."Bitch" he said, rubbing his face."Take. I told her I would be happy to massage her legs anytime.Over the next week I rubbed Claire's legs every day, and every day I got a great hard-on looking at her panties as she was now spreading her legs very wide. She continued to berate Greg to Mom, and indicated that she really was lonely and unhappy.Claire came to the house Monday morning in tears. Greg had a union organizing trip out of town and he did not want her to accompany him. "I am so afraid being alone and pregnant" she told Mom. Mom. He was ready and willing. A deep groan escaped as he covered her mouth with his, wrapping his arms around her and letting his hands slide slowly downward. He had long forgotten his haste to leave, not to mention his wife. He cupped her breasts in his hands and kissed each one through the thin gown. She sighed as a shiver of excitement crept up her spine. The band played Embraceable You, and he intended to. She sucked in a breath as he lifted her to sit on the pink ceramic tiled counter top. ?Take your clothes, watch and glasses off and put them in the coat closet, you won’t need them again until Sunday evening. Oh, by the way?.there is a keyed lock on that closet now, be sure to lock it when your done??.There was no ?hello, how are you?. No ?I missed you and I love you?. Just an order to strip nude and lock my clothes in a closet. She sat in a chair and watched while I nervously removed my clothes in front of her. I hung them in the closet, set the lock, and closed the door..