As they paid for their items they turned and faced me. One of them was Helen! We made eye contact, she gave me a faint smile as I felt my cheeks flush...bright red, then continuing her conversation with her friend, she left the store. I was back in panic mode. After everything, she's now seen me standing in a hosiery department! Idiot! I returned home and the rest of the weekend dragged with me still not really knowing what to do. Sunday evening came and whilst lying in bed, I finally came up. Me: Now, you know what to do. Dispose of your filth. (I empty the condominto his open, gaping mouth.)Him: Thank you for milking me. (He says this with a mouthful of his owncum.)Me: You're welcome dear. I have a few more surprises for you son. And tobe truthful, honey, you may not like them at first. But with time, Ithink you will learn to love them.But before he has a chance to reply, I stuff my soaking wet thong intohis mouth. I'm tired of his voice.Me: First, my sweet son, these monthly. .. I need to fix yours too," she said, giggling and wiping thelipstick mark off my lips with a tissue." You're going dressed like that?" I asked, shocked.She laughed. "Oh Mike, why not? Don't you want to show off your hotwife? Surely you're willing to share! Now go ahead and call to make surewe have a table!"We eat there frequently, so I knew the number. I dialed the restaurant,and the hostess said, "Yes sir, we have a table for three. It'll beready when you get here!" Three?" That's what your. Sex wasn't everything, but it was important. Could she go through life constantly frustrated?Jen looked at herself in the mirror. She was so horny. She unbuttoned her blouse and let it fall, then moved her hand over her breast. She traced a finger over her bra, drawing a circle around her nipple. Her nipple responded and stiffened underneath the bra.She pulled up her short skirt, and slipped one hand inside her panties, and let the other roam freely. She caressed her breasts and stomach. With.