I never thought much about it. However, last night, I had reason to do so. This is what happened.I had just come home from studying for a final with a...few of my college friends. I did not go off for college. I decided to stay in my hometown and attend the one not a mile from our house. It was simple and the college had my intended major of mass communications.I went into my room and stripped to my underclothes. Both the panties and bra matched and I did not think much about walking down the. "Be home in 15, got stuff for dinner, slip into your best underwear and nothing else and wait in the kitchen" With that I turned my phone off, I didn't need a reply and I knew she'd obey, we'd been playing this game for a while now.Turning my key in the front door, pushing it open, I my senses were assailed, the scent of her perfume hung in the air, her coat, hastily dropped on the stairs, music drifting from the kitchen. Pushing open the kitchen door with my foot, there she was stood there. So he let me in. He saw you were asleep, and let me stay."You had left the light on. I turned it off." Thanks." No problem."I realized that you'd be all busy again tomorrow, and the best time to talk to you was right after you woke. So I slept over." But why'd you... with me?"Tonia sat up. "I wasn't planning on diddling you. I woke up and saw you were still asleep. I laid still watching the curves of your body rise and fall with each breath in the shadowy dark. I started exploring those curves. He wasn’t used to being ‘shooed’. He appreciated Marge’s good intentions, but would have preferred a drink together watching the sunset, then retreat to the bedroom for some fun. Sally had a dose of the cleaning bug, like Marge, but he had cured her of putting it ahead of more important things. Glenda didn’t seem to have the bug at all. In the morning he would have gladly pitched in with the cleaning and dusting. They would have been done in no time. He didn’t want to growl at Marge. She was.