Sam also glanced down at my wife’s protruding knockers straining against her t-shirt for a moment before shaking himself. “Yeah, well, do you want...to smoke or what?” he asked, taking his eyes off of my wife’s tits with visible reluctance. “Definitely,” said my wife. “Let’s get stoned!” She pretended not to notice that he and Peter were ogling her boobs. ‘What do you say, honey, have you ever smoked pot?” she asked me. “Oh, yeah, I’ve, uh, smoked weed before,” I lied, making a waving motion. " He handed her afew coins. "I'm going to go out and see if an idea I have for investingout meager capital is feasible. I'll be back in time for lunch, darling.Good-bye."He kissed Adam on the cheek, and Adam, already thinking about severalthings at once: that he would now have to get dressed in women'sclothing, and that he would have to cook breakfast now that Susan was aman and men did not cook, what to make for breakfast, and, starting toplan his preparations for dinner, which vegetables in. I desperately tried to wake hubby up so he could go check out things, but the only thing that could do that was a lightning strike.So, I bit my lip, cursed under my breath, slithered out of bed, and put on my robe. I decided not to turn the light on to look for my shoes, because I was shaking so badly with fear, I thought I would knock it off the bedside table onto the floor. As my beating heart echoed like a big base drum in my ears I crept toward the bedroom door. All of a sudden, my toe. As you start to suck me, my hand slides underneath you and up under your dress finding your pussy, lips swollen from the teasing. My fingers run along them, slow and smoothly, tracing your lips through your panties. I move the panties aside and slide my fingers right through your lips. I realize the driver is taking this all in, so I take my hand out and move instead along your back and down, pulling up your dress and showing your ass. My fingers running down and pulling your panties aside and.