After a couple of hours, my wife up to me from behind my desk and nibbled on my ear."Lunch?" she whispered, and then licked my ear."Sure... Just give ...e a minute to finish up..." Melanie headed off to the kitchen. "Want to watch a movie?" I called out as I shut down my laptop."How about just some music?" she called back, the sounds of sandwich making in the background.I got up and searched around our collection, looking for something we both liked. I finally picked some ethnic music for. "Fucking grade 'A' tits," I said still being crude.But then she was Grade 'A' all over, one of the most beautiful girls I have ever seen and she was my wife.How did this all this start, well she sort me out while we were both at college. At first I couldn't believe that such a beautiful girl like her would want to know me, but she did and I was the one who popped her cherry too. In fact the only thing I have going for me is my high-end average cock, it's not massive but a very respectable 7 1/4. He had clearly come in and sat things up ahead of my arrival, because while the unit was full of all kinds of stuff, he had cleared out a small spot in about the middle of the room, and in that spot sat a metal folding chair, and abox beside it with paper towels and a bottle of lube placed on top.Before I could take it all in he came around from behind me and with almost a growl, ravenously began to kiss me and fondle my body. He wasn't wasting any time! His hands were up my dress firmly. Lisa inserted a pair of breast forms andsmiled. I now had a similar figure to her own. I sat down and slipped apair of 15 denier black hold up stockings. They felt soft and sensualagainst smooth soft legs. I smiled to myself as I smoothed down anyruffles.A Black ankle length denim skirt gently caressed my stocking coveredlegs. And a black V necked T-shirt which showed some cleavage almostcompleted my out fit for the day. Lisa had dressed in a similar style. Weapplied our make up together. Lisa.