. I can't. You have no idea what it's like ... I would die."She was serious, I could see it in her face. She was more upset than I had ever seen her, ...ut at the same time, she was icy calm about what she said. She hugged Amy, sobbing."Well, it seems to me this is easy to fix. You can just stay here. You're here most of the time anyway. You can just move into ... Cindi's room." I couldn't do that." Why? You don't like us?" I teased.She missed the teasing. "Oh, no! It's not that! I love you. I observed that for real sex. I told her that I can help her in this regard and requested for one time at least. I promised her that it will be kept a pure secret. After a long persuasion, convincing and assurance of secrecy, she accepted it for a one time and she told to come on a Monday being a working day when her parents leave for office.I took a leave on that day and went to their home around 12 noon. I reached their home and greeted her. She was so beautiful than in the photos which she. I knew I'd probably given him quite a show, since my ass was towards him and I wasn't wearing panties. The thought of him see something he couldn’t have, was exciting for me. I stretched one leg out to my side and nonchalantly asked, “Whatcha doing?” “Enjoying the view down the alley.” I liked Bob’s response. In fact, if I were pressed, I’d have to say it turned me on. I stretched an arm over my head and grabbed it with my free hand, as I leaned in towards my outstretched leg. My tight little. Embarrassed and used I gathered my clothes and got dressed. I searched the entire shed trying to find my panties, they were gone. Nervous I straightened out the rest of my clothes and ventured out of the shed. Now, if you have never experienced watching your son play baseball with your husband next to you, another mans cum running down your leg in a skirt with no panties, it is uncomfortable. And oddly erotic. By the time we got home I was ready to clean up and fuck my husband into submission..