Now I've always wondered what it would be like to be a girl because women to me are so powerful when they are hot and sexy ,a women can get what she w...nts when she wants without even speaking as long as she has a sexy pair of platform heels on with a tight micro mini and a great set of tits that's enough to get anything from anyone ,if that isn't power what is ?So this brings me to what I've been doing at home while my wife is at work .It all started one day when I was folding my wife's clothes. I was like a c***d. Incorrigible and spoiled.All this was brewing in his head and I didn't know it. That is until one night I came home late- three hours late to be exact. I thought nothing of staying out for a drink with the girls and leaving the family to fend for themselves. That night when I walked in the door, the k**s were fed and put to bed, the house was tidy and my husband was waiting for me on the sofa. He asked me where I had been and when I told him, he promptly took me across his. Stop it this instant!"Kat turned bone white, her eyes almost bulging from their sockets, and her mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. Then she turned bright red, sending a scorching glare at Gretchen and myself before turning and stalking off in a snit. The remaining spectators pulled back from her like she had the plague.Hans turned his back on Kat and went to his daughter. "Gretchen, are you all right?"She shook off his hands. "I haven't been all right since you married that. His hands moved down her body, towards her hips once again. With a quick pull, he pulled her closer to the edge of the bed. His hands upon her thighs, he quickly spread her all too willing legs apart and revealed her pussy, glistening with desire. His lips lightly touched hers, a quick shudder already seizing her legs. Deftly, his fingers found her most sensitive spots, brushing against them to elicit the briefest of sensations, rubbing them, to torture her with pleasure, and exposing them, to.