I responded in kind, turning to run water into the whirlpool.While the water ran, we divested ourselves of our garment. Even though I'm a fairly world...y guy, I still did not want to be too much for this charming woman. She was not a one-night stand, and I knew it from the start. She could've stopped at any time, and I would still have celebrated the gift I'd been given. Alas, she did not stop. When we were both unfettered by clothing, we slipped into the whirlpool. Once settled in, I pushed the. What's that? A torch beam, damn, Albert must have decided to take a wander round the place. Which must mean that he'd turned the alarm system off? Cool, duck down behind the desk until Albert is out of the way and then head for the nearest exit at top speed and sod the camera system, Albert wasn't there to watch the monitors and if nobody thought anything had been wrong they wouldn't have need to check the video, would they?Out through the main office doors, sprint across the lawns, vault the. There she stood, in the doorway, my lovely bride of fifteen years wrapped with only a towel, a pink cotton towel. My eyes immediately switched from Matt talking about opening day at Lambeau Field, to this lovely naked woman, who just dropped that cotton wrap, now unveiling her perfect curvaceously shaped body. “Do you want to have sex?” She asked, my eyes glued to her ample natural breasts, size 36D. I think my wife has the most amazing breasts. Of course I’m bias. I have done just about. Once again Vivian stood up so that I could admire her in just her panties. They were silk, they were pink, and I had smelled them many times before but when she lowered them and tossed them at me I just had to smell them again. They smelled of her perfume, of her natural fragrance, and they were damp. I could see a spot of thick moisture on the inside of her crotch. I could see a loose pubic hair too. Then I looked at my daughter’s bush for the very first time. It looked magnificent, it was.