Since my story worked, let's not waste anymore time."With that, she took a couple of steps back and started swaying to some imaginary music while she ...egan unbuttoning her blouse from top to bottom. As she moved down the buttons, more and more of her boobs came into view until her open blouse framed them nicely. Still gently swaying, she dropped her hands to her thighs and began inching her skirt upwards to display her beautiful legs. When the hem of her skirt passed the juncture of her thighs. “Glad that you took our case, Miss Legrand. Me and My husband were waiting for you…”“Please, don’t need to be that formal. We are all friends here. Please call me Marion…”We invited her to enter and right from the start we told her why we called her. Marion told us to sit on the couch and then made a complete interrogatory on us. She asked about our relationship, marriage, family, sex life and else. Everything she wrote on a small notebook she picked from her bag, paying carefully attention to. He had made serious explorations of her pretty face with his demanding tongue and she didn’t seem to mind his level of intensity which never failed to bring them both up to a sweat in a matter of minutes. He liked the sound of her damp bottom splashing against his bare skin because it was so obscene that it sparked his need to get inside her just a little bit deeper.Now, she was doing Sheldon’s dirty work, but he like her so much, it really didn’t bother him that much at all. In fact, he was. She winked at me and smiled as she headed to answer the door. In a moment, there were low voices - hers and the deep voice of a man. Then, low whispers, laughter, and finally, silence. I wondered if they must’ve been kissing. Then, I could hear her loud moans, and I KNEW they were kissing. My wife only made noises like that when she was extremely excited. After a few seconds, she brought a tall handsome man of about 40, tanned and already naked into the bedroom! He probably tore his clothes off.