Since that day, I’m not really thinking much about my wife and her sex issues. My little tamale is all I need at the moment. I never thought about c...eating before now, but after meeting her, my thoughts have changed.My wife was visiting her mother for the weekend. Maggie was due to come over as my wife had asked her to clean the house and do laundry. I was excited and re-worked my day so I could be home when she came. Maggie had a key and would just let herself in when she arrived.I popped in a. I gave in towards the end and said that she could stay if she wanted but that I was in no position to start a relationship with her. I drunkenly undressed and climbed into bed wondering what the hell I was doing and how stupid this was. She flicked the light off and undressed down to her bra and panties and climbed into bed. I was too drunk to do a thing and didn’t even touch her, I just drifted off into a drunken confused sleep, glad that I was incapable after all. About an hour later I. ‘I have to ask this, is what you’re planning legal?’ This time we both smiled. ‘About as legal as the things they have been doing to Red, Mathew. We will be leaving in a few hours and will keep you up to date as best we can. See you in a few days, Mathew.’ I terminated the call, it was clear Red had more to say. I just waited her out. ‘We have to do this alone. Please Jack, order my sisters away, we cannot risk the studio bringing them into this, it’s not their fight. It hurts like hell to say. Another is up the adventure level to send you home without your underpants, to make you wife wonder. There are others you can only guess"She was just my sort of woman."Then can I have your nylons? Tit for tat" No tit for you. BUT, if you wear them, you can have them. It'll might make Liz wonder, and if you are as infatuated with me as I think you are, you'll wear them home, and that will add another level of daring to our escapade."Well, I hate the feel of nylons. I prefer silk stockings, or.