You can finish that when you get back. I stood with my hand wrapped around myself staring at Amber standing there in a pair of jean shorts that I knew...I hadnt bought her, they had to be two sizes too small by the way the seam had pressed into her pussy clearly splitting her thick lips and a white tank top hanging just loose enough to see her white lace bra that did little to cover her firm Bs. Now hurry! she said as she walked off shaking her head. The shorts she had on did a little less than. They came the next day & wife did look nice in them & was impressed with them but for me still looked little big in the cup sizes & after good hour trying them on wife did say maybe a little big but not feeling like falling out of them, going to throw away all my old ones, I just said as a joke well that will be blow-job please tonight she said she think about it.We went to bed just after 9 & had a bath got into bed wife pulled back the cover & started to suck my soft cock after about 5 minutes. ”“Oh no!”“Oh yes. Jim had to be corrected. That bad attitude had to be nipped in the bud. At first Marie felt bad helping arrange for her own hubby’s punishment. But that passed. And the results were excellent.”“What happened to him, ma’am?” croaked Bruce.“You can talk to him about it yourself. Suffice it to say, he doesn’t ever want to be subjected to that again. I understand he was crying like a baby.”“Jeez,” said Bruce. He tried to absorb this new information while keeping his eyes directed. We have all day to get to know each other. What's your name?" George." Well George, how about we order some champagne." I..."Marta picked up the phone. "Don't worry. They won't card you."George actually chuckled. "Hungry?" asked Marta. He shook his head. "You don't mind if I get something for myself. I'm sure I'll need the fuel. Hello? A bottle of Mums with three glasses and your caviar platter and ... a hamburger with all the fixings ... medium?" George nodded. "And a fruit bowl. Thanks." She.