“I told you, honey, I want to see as much of John and the girls as I can before they head back.”But my hope stayed alive as Jill didn’t make any...moves to change the clothes laid out for something more conservative. Instead, she avoided making eye-contact as she scooped her big boobs into the waiting red lacy cups and wriggled into the tight black skirt I’d chosen for her first trip of 2018 back into the lion’s den.As Jill finally left for work, she gave me a chaste kiss on the cheek rather than. The story is one of the earlier stories on my page so feel free to read it.Anyway this story happened a couple of weeks ago. I was pretty horny and my wife Sue was out on a date so I decided to read some of my older stories and remember all the hot experiences me and Sue had... My bi experiences with some of her Bulls, when she exposed me as a cuckold to all my friends and slept with some of them, the strangers she seduced over the years... Etc.I was enjoying the trip down memory lane so much. I remained in the corridor for several moments unsure what to do next. Oh God! poor Lena. I ran along the corridor and flew up the stairs to her office. I knocked and barely heard her say "come in", before I burst in and ran to her. She stood up and I could see that she'd been crying. I flung my arms around her and we both started to bawl. Apologies and explanations flew between us, then we hugged and kissed, not even bothering about the door of her office being wide open. After several. He held her close against him, kissing her soaking hair and swaying her gently. She was too exhausted and cold to say anything.“I baked you some cookies, love. I have cottage pie baking in the oven, and treacle pudding and custard in the pantry.”She sighed, too tired to talk, but her heart smiled as she leaned against him.“Come on, let’s get you upstairs.” He pulled her gently towards the stairs and helped her climb up them. Sitting her on the bed in their warm room, he began to peel off her.