My wife's erect nipples could be clearly seen. Even the outline of her trimmed little pussy hair and pouty little pussy lips could be seen through the...sheer material.After taking plenty of photos of my sexy wife, she said, "Let's go back to the room, Dear, for some afternoon delight."My dick was already hard from seeing my wife half-naked in public. The black waiter was still there as we passed him going back to our room. He had turned over on his back and my wife gasped when she saw his huge. It was lunch time and there was no one in the office except for her- she was in the office because she had to deal with another mistake her new private had made. She was an HR officer and had been serving for a few years now. She sat at her desk in front of a huge pile of personnel records, and opened another button on her uniform shirt, exposing her chest and stomach under her uniform. She was wearing a black lace bra that could hardly contain her large soft breasts. On top of all her other. I opened the box, inside it was a chain with a little heart shaped padlock. The chain was heavier than anything I’d ever wear. It was also a fairly short chain. More of a choker than a necklace. Set in the middle of the box was a tiny key made out of the same beautiful silver. He reached in and took the key and opened the padlock. Opening the necklace, he slipped it around my neck, and clicked the tiny padlock into place, then tucked the key in his pocket.I looked up at him. “William, how on. It's probably justa bruise, I'll be fine." Don't be so modest, Megan," I heard from the doorway. I hadn't heard herapproach, but Ms. Carson, my first period teacher, was standing there.She turned toward Mrs. Pratchett before speaking. "According to one ofthe other students, she was knocked to the ground and then kicked in theleft thigh pretty hard." In or out then, Dorothy," Mrs. Pratchett said. "We better take a lookand we don't need the whole school looking in."I groaned. The last thing I.