She quickly reached under my shirt and lifted it over my head. The chilly air made my nipples hard. She undid my belt and gently pulled my pants down ...o my feet. I stepped out of my hiking shoes and pants. It was quite obvious that I was excited as my cock was as hard as a rock. Clara started to giggle as she noticed the stiffness of my penis. Clara knew exactly what she was doing to my body. She was preparing my body to have her way with me. She pulled my boxers down to my ankles. She took her. On the second day, Herb completed painting just the 2 miles of road that was asked of him. His supervisor was surprised, because on the first day, he had completed twice as much work. But he didn't say anything, since 2 miles of road was the amount that the job required anyway. He decided to just accept it, and to look forward to the next day when he was sure that Herb would pick up the pace again.On day 3, the supervisor was disappointed to learn that in his 8 hour shift, Herb completed. ”I smirked. “So am I, honey. So am I.”I hung up and made a mad dash to shower and shave and doll myself up - not too much, but just so it looked like I put in an effort to look nice even though I already knew he wanted me. And then, right on time, the doorbell rang. I finished slipping on the silver stiletto-heeled sandals that go perfectly with my little black curve-hugging dress and went to answer the door.There he was, standing in the rain. And he was in uniform, minus the gun holster and. “Oh, that was good, my husband,” Aingeal purred.I froze. “What?”Sven winced through his pleasure. “Well, Ava, this is Aingeal, my faerie-wife.”“Your wife?” I said, words flat, glaring at him.“Well,” he said, “she's my faerie wife.” He reached out, taking my hand. “And you'll be my human-wife.” I shifted at that. “And Kora?”He gave me a wicked grin. “My sister-wife.”“And me and Zanyia are just sex slaves,” giggled Nathalie.I wanted to be angry at Sven. I did. But seeing his grin on his face made.