”I poured carefully. Her black sheer pantyhose legs were crossed and she had taken her heels off. Her feet came up and pushed my hand and the bottom...of the bottle to fill up the glasses. I held a bit back - I couldn't drink that much. But now the glass was almost full. And she stopped.“Now the other!”I started pouring and she did the same. She kept on pushing my hand with her beautiful black sheer pantyhose. She pushed so much that it overfilled the glass.“Ohh, princess. See what you have done.. I can just picture them doing that and it makes me laugh my ass off," I told the sexy brunette."Um, not as impossible as you'd think, sweetie," she whispered to my pleasant surprise."Is that so? Is that plastic or the real McCoy we're talking about here?" I shot back."What, are you curious? Are you hard, thinking about my cock? You can only find out one way," Kay told me, intensifying my suspense and attraction to her."What way is that?" I winked at her."Okay, are you having CRS here, Mister?. I knew I wasn't really Anzu's type. I mean, hell, she worked for you, Kaiba." And that didn't warn you away in the first place?" Pharaoh teased."I didn't know." Honda protested."You gotta check these things, Honda." Mai advised. "Trust me, I'll find somebody really hot." Who can cook." I reminded her.Mai looked thoughtful. "Oh you want her to do that wife crap." Sure, honey, just like you." Mutou said. "She does all that, cooking, cleaning, sex on demand." He managed to dodge when she swung at. The overseas bank account had been set up under a false identity (also courtesy of Oscar the Grouch) via a public computer at the library, using numerous proxies to completely obscure my Internet trail.Phase Six was equally mundane, but quite necessary. I next prepared email packets complete with attached saved photos of a very candid and pornographic nature to be mailed out to the other three husbands that Joel had cuckolded with his affairs. I didn't want to mail them just yet, but I had the.