"I'll... I'll get the... ah... I'll give it to you on Tuesday. Meet me here Tuesday after work." Was I still going through with this? I think I had lo...t all sense of reality. This man had just made a date with my wife, not to just take her out but to have sex with her, and here I was facilitating the whole thing. I didn't understand what I was doing but somehow it made sense to me.When I went home that night I was in a fog. I think I remained in that condition right up till Wednesday.Wednesday. "All of the flights carrying the people we were sending out as ambassadors have been grounded," he said in a rush. "It's clearly co-ordinated, but I've no idea where Westminster would have found the names or details of their travel arrangements."That started a series of updates, as each Minister finished their calls."The army have moved in to seal off Faslane and all of the other military bases," said the Finance Minister. "I've got messages from four different chief executives of big companies. Once in the kitchen Jane tossed the wet knickers into the back of the washing machine. She smelled her fingers then gave them a rub on the damp dishcloth. She took a deep breath and reentered the hall.' Tom', she called, 'Tom. When did you get home?' She opened the bathroom door. He was standing under the shower with his back to her. He turned to face her. Soapy rivulets of water ran down his body. Jane's eyes went to his flaccid cock and she immediately thought of George and how much bigger he. I could not help but leave a comment either, all I could think about was my stiff rod sliding between those long titties.I returned to the profile over and over to get a glimpse of her lovely breasts. Each time it would leave me chaffing my jeans. One day she updated her status “What kind of poses would you like to see in my new pics?” I was overwhelmed with the idea of seeing more of her beautiful body. I sent her a message immediately. Show me more of those beautiful bosoms and I want to see.