As I did so I noticed that my husband must have been wearing the same shorts he wears to bed without underwear because he was now tented up pretty ful...y. He loves to watch me smoke and his fetish was in full “bloom” right now. It had also been a few days since we had sex so he was probably pretty anxious in the first place and me doing what amounts to teasing him, although to that point it was the furthest thing from my mind, certainly wasn’t helping him any. Being the good wife I figured “why. Despite the late afternoon hour, the sign on the door said: OUT TO LUNCH. Below it another one read: COME ON IN - MAKE YOURSELF AT HOME. I decided to take him up on his offer.The factory was deserted. The sun slanted in through big tall windows. A few shelves had a small number of classic toys - wooden soldiers, toy cannons, and the like. Most were empty. One got the impression that these were the leftovers from the last gift-giving season. It is a shame if these are the toys left behind,. "All done." Perfect! Now here's the address to your next stop."The next text had an address in it. He was supposed to follow the same routine. He pulled up in front of his destination. It was a waxing place. He walked in the front door and the cute girl behind the desk looked up. She took one look at his hair and smiled."Oh. We've been expecting you."She led him into the back and directed him to take his clothes off and lay on the table. A few minutes later one of the waxing techs walked in. As. When the dance was over there was a lot of applause led by Joan. The Gaucho held out his hand to Joan. She walked towards him, her hips swaying and took his hand. The music started and Joan was snapping her fingers to the music. When Joan twirled her dress flew up and she was exposed to the room. The Gaucho pulled Joan to him and bent her back. One of Joans hands brushed the Gauchos bulge. Suddenly the lights went out. There was some shouting and then the lights went back on. Joan and the.