When I came back out to help him finish, I was wearing some of my husband's boxer shorts and a tank top. No bra and no panties since we weren't going...out any more this evening. When I came around the corner from the hallway to the living room, I looked to the right and saw my husband naked, tied to one of the dining room chairs, with his legs spread on either side of the chair. His hands were tied behind the chair with the rope tying his bound wrists to his cock and balls in the front of the. He wasn't prepared for the rage of desire building in him at the moment, the burning love soaring through him. Picking her up, he tossed her on the bed, growling at the feel of her body. Now he needed her naked. She was ripping every piece of clothing off she could find, only wanting the feel of him. She wanted him, his love, everything. She didn't know what it was about this man that turned her on, but she sure loved it.Their tongues danced with each other, nibbling, tasting, feeling. His. She and her sister, I learned as soon as I melded, had just come backfrom lingerie shopping and were in a hurry to get home and model whatthey had bought, (so was I); but first they had to stop at the bank. Iwould stay as a passenger and just go along for the ride.She drew some cash and put it in her pocket when shit happened.Some guy burst into the bank brandishing two guns, announcing a bankrobbery.I immediately felt her, Carman, start to panic so I moved up and tookcharge, hoping to keep her. Are you sure that’s what happened? 
Me: Yeah, totally!
Jess: Ok, I mean I get that you’re a guy and getting laid is all you probably think about, so my panties may have been a temptation. I’m a rational human, but prefer honesty.
Me: Ugh. Yes, I pulled them out of your bag.
Jess: *slightly smiling* I think this is weird, but I love ya to death and it doesn’t really bother me.
Me: I’m so sorry. 
Jess: I also noticed you staring down my shorts. 
Me: It’s hard not to stare when it’s right.