A button down top with the shortsbottom.My wife has blonde hair and at that time, 36C tits, anda sweet ass that got plenty of looks from guys. As we w...re playing cards, I accidentally slid one ofher cards off the table. I never thought much about it,until I dealt the next card to my friend. It was thenthat I noticed his eyes were on my wife and not on mydealing. It was just a quick glance, but enough that Inoticed it. I acted as though I was busy dealing andhadn’t seen him, but it had got. "You wanted to be the one to fuck your sister, didn't you." When I didn't protest, she went on. "She was so hot, bent over that tub. Her beautiful red hair was wild in her face, and your dad was so lost in his lust for his little girl." As she said this she pushed me back on the couch and straddled me. My earlier confusion was being overtaken by arousal. I looked up at her face and could see the lust she was talking about mirrored in her own eyes. I was being drawn so deeply into whatever Alex. Sometimes it would be a pair of girls shoes, you know, thekind little girls wear, all shiny black with a little strap across theinstep? It might be a lace covered training bra, nylon ankle socks,and there was always a pair of panties. Each pair was in some pastellike pink, mint green, lavender, white, baby blue, or peach. Each onewas made of shiny satin, and had loads of ruffles and lace. It wasalways this sort of prissy underwear. This was the sort of stuff thatmaybe a 5 year old playing. Eventually the conversation over coffee turned to relationships, romance—general girl stuff. They’d both read a new book and strongly recommended it for me. Seems it’s a love story but with some really charged scenes in it, and they’re certain that I will find it enjoyable. A girl can’t scrub and paint all the time, so I bought the book and took it home to give it a try. If it was a arousing as they suggested, it might have required me to seek the relief I so needed.That evening after spending.