"Bill seems to have forgotten what tools are for."I raised an eyebrow and Jean blushed a little as she spotted her unintentional double entendre."Mine...is kept in good condition by constant use," I said with a wink.Jean turned beetroot red. "You are awful teasing me like that," she finally whispered.I leaned in close, smelling a delicate flowery scent and whispered, "Who's teasing?" And left to go to my shed to get some screwdrivers and a wood plane, leaving a furiously blushing and slightly. And then in a voice that was strange, detached, she breathed out her answer to him; breathed out words which caused Mason's prick to throb intensely in his pants and dribble excited seminal emissions from its swollen glans, words which were at once distinctly alien and impossibly exciting on her lips and in her ears, words brought about by many things not the least of which was a strange awakening of sexual desire wrought intrinsically by her own husband's perverted actions of the afternoon.She. When she left home at 2pm I told her she didn’t have to come home if she pulled but to let me know. I got a phone call at 7pm. She told me that she was staying for dinner with him but would be back later. She said he was nice bit nothing was going to happen (it turned out later that he had already fucked her). At 9.30pm I got a text ‘Staying here tonight. Will tell you all about it tomorrow. It’s true what they say! XX’She turned up about 8pm on Sunday. They had spent nearly all day in bed. Ma’am then replied, “good, then get lost from here and let me deal with this cocky son of a bitch!”. She let go of Varsha’s hair and Varsha ran to pick all of her clothes and she ran away. Now it was only me and Sunayana ma’am in the room, I was naked, with dick still erect and she was standing there, staring at my body. Ma’am finally said, “all you army people love to do is use your dicks and not think about the consequences”. I replied, “I do first, think later”. She replies, “good then, do.