He came to my home frequently and got friends with Swathy as well.The situation started getting more complicated when she started calling him home eve... after I left the job. They were slowly getting close, and she was responding positively to him. He too was getting attracted to my dominant wife. She was always being revealing and openly flirting with him and all. She always told me that he was a nice guy.My wife started going out with him, shopping and all. Slowly, they were becoming like a. Casey was that kind of girl. I spotted her in my homeroom class on the second day. It took that long because as a new student I knew the first day would be half shot before I even got to any of my classes.Casey dropped her pen on the floor and we both went down for it. As she reached for her pen I looked down her blouse.Before she stood up she looked at my face and it was quite obvious that I had looking down her blouse.Casey asked, “Did you like what you saw?”Now she said that in a very. Kirsten was pretty enough, and shortly after Candy had asked me, I saw her in class. She was my height, but skinnier and blonde. In her case it was partly the effects of salt water and sun, but she was a natural blonde, complete down to the thin tuft of hair at the base of her tummy. Of course I couldn't tell Candy about that, she'd ask how I knew.Girls in Seaside might trim a little down there—they always do if their hair gets onto their legs—but they don't shave it off. Kirsten's hair was so. ”She looked me up and down. “And he didn’t even react to you?”I shook my head. That also is very unlike him. Mrs. Baldwin selected my outfit as something to catch his eye. It didn’t. I was wearing a black leather top that wasn’t a top at all but holding rows of shiny chains d****d from one shoulder to the other. There was no coverage of my breasts or nipples, merely the illusion of some coverage. The skirt was nothing more than a garter belt with sheer frills attached to it. My stockings were.