.. she couldn't continue the thought hopefully I will soon find out anyway. " hi "she said "do you know why you are here ....why Simon has sent you to...me" "no I don't miss Hulme Simon said just turn up here at such and such a time and you had something for me" well" she said reddening with embarrassment "er its like this hmmmm I dont really know how to put this to you er " "dont worry about it miss Hulme I was passing anyway I will just carry on with where I was going it was nice to meet you". "I need some new training shoes," Chloe said."Okay. No problem," replied MikeMike had almost forgotten about his knickerless wife until the young shop assistant had knelt in front of her."Would you like your feet measured, Madam?" asked the young lad,"Why not?" she replied.Slipping off her boots she slowly opened her thighs, giving the lad a perfect view of her pussy. Judging by the colour his cheeks turned he saw everything. This only encouraged Chloe to be more daring. Her skirt rode up a. She was and still is a five foot four one hundred pound spitfire. Her thirty four b cup tits never need a bra and she is blessed with a skin that tans a lovely brown. Her mousey brown hair is kept very blonde and is cut with bangs. Even when we where dating she flirted with all my friends. And I learned after we had been married a while that all of my closest buddies had sex with her while we where going steady. A typical week day may be one that when I get home from work I'll find my wife. She giggled, and sat on the sofa with her legs spread apart. It was almost painful to walk away from that hot cunt. I left the pub early, about ten o'clock and I walked softly in my house and I heard soft moans from my bedroom. I creeped upstairs and peeked around the crack of the almost shut door. And there she was. 13 year old Tammy Lovett. The innocent teen I've always wanted to drill, since age ten, was sat on my bed, was watching my porno, masturbating her tiny, puffy pink push on the end.