., but I didn't want to say anything." said Dorothy. "Well, I owe you one." Jen said, and hung up. "You certainly do, you foolish little cunt." said D...rothy, almost home. "You owe me your husband." She thought with perverse amusement how Gregg would now have to invent excuses and cover-stories for Jen if he and Dorothy were going to rendezvous. She wondered how good at that he actually was. The first thing Gregg would try to get from Jen was a full body, frontal nude pic of her, standing. . Wtf is going on? I think to myself.so I text her and say ok.Fuck this has to be the longest day I've ever worked I just want to get home to find out what is going on..finally I'm home I pull into the driveway and her car is here so she's here.i hurry inside to see her, I open the door and see her she's as beautiful as ever she's fresh out of the shower with her hair in a bun which I love she's wearing a tank top with no bra and I can see her perfect tits and nipples poking thru,she's also. Melanie smiled but only for a moment and then looked stern again, and said, ”Good, then under the rules you need to wear this cuff and lead for the rest of the afternoon.”Alice remembered what Katie had said and so was thankful that Melanie would be her boss lady, and held her arm out as Melanie tied the leather cuff on. She even felt flutters flying around her vagina as Melanie clipped a leather dog lead to the cuff and pulled her to make sure she didn’t resist.Alice felt the tug and accepted. What surprised Michelle was that, as modest as the suit was it could not disguise the rocket nose cones of the younger woman's breasts. They stood out like twin dunce caps from her chest. For reasons the fourteen year old preferred not to think about, the sight caused that fluttery feeling in her tummy again.She was unable to ascertain much about missus Spencer's figure. She wore a nice floral print dress but it was so baggy and ill fitting that it looked like a cocoon."The Spenser's have.