Stopping outside each Smanell residents house, kissing deeply at a safe distance, pressing sweaty bodies together, hands dipping into succulent pussie....Suzy and Anita were known, one way or another, to most of the locals and so it was no surprise for them to be spotted out of the window by the son of a young couple in School Lane."Mummy, those two ladies are doing press-ups in our garden again"."Don't stare Jonny, it's rude"."But now they're pressing their breasts up against the window - look. ."I don't see a ring, so, are you single?" Well...Janet and I...we live together." So?" So, the answer is no, I don't have a boyfriend." Oh...Oh!" But she works and you keep the house?" It works out better that way." No babies either I suppose?" No babies, and none on the way either!" I hear there's a wives get together tomorrow at Sally's house; shelives two blocks down on the right. You going?" I wasn't invited. Not yet anyway." Let me call her real quick, we'll get that straightened out in. Naturally, I pulled up my calendar and made it so.At the end of the day (yesterday), I drove to the airport terminal and waited at baggage claim. Soon she appeared, in her lovely uniform (form-fit straight skirt that hugs her hips, thighs and buttocks; tailored jacket that enhances her breasts). We greeted with a warm, but brief, embrace and the briefest of pecks on the lips. I grabbed her bags and we walked. It was great - bags in tow with one hand, and my Indian Princess on the other.We got. The Doctor took her pulse and put a thermometer in her mouth, noting down the results on the pad on which he was scribbling furiously. George sat in his chair watching the procedures admiring his slut for standing there so openly naked, knowing how embarrassed she was and enjoying her embarrassment."I need an anal temperature reading, do you think she will be able to take a thermometer up her ass?" the Doctor asked George"I am sure that she could with some discomfort, assume position two slut".