And that I had seen it as she now turned showing me the near perfect backside of her ass as she walked over to the sink and began washing her hands. "...o ahead if you need to," she now added as she stood there. "And don't be shy ... I'm used to it, and no sense flushing it yet either, why waste the water?"For some reason, that comment seemed to shake me out of my trance, making me realize I was standing there naked when she said that. Almost at once I first drew my hands over, covering myself,. She called her husband and told him to hush right home, right then.I was standing in her closet when he entered. He saw the message that I had written on her tits and started treading water, but he was quickly drowning. She then told him to eat her pussy, to swallow my cum, or to get out. He chose to leave. Before he got to the door she told him that he had lost his job, lost his wife, lost his income, and that my mother now had his job. She suggested that he go to a hotel of his choice and. They make her wait, sometimes,the present stretching on and on. But it will have an end, you know. It alwaysdoes. They will not wait forever. She turns again, the soft, satin sheets beneath her rustling with the motion.The tiny panties, lace and frills, the sheer, tiny bra, these are tight againsther body. Save for her thin collar and bracelets and anklets they are all Jacquelinewears, all she has been given. The bits of lingerie will be enough, enoughto be pulled away for the Usahar's. Other than masturbating to Janet sometimes I never really thought about sex all that much. I always thought it was just normal vanilla sex. But I was so wrong. Over the years we did a lot of things, even things that sounded a bit strange and dirty at first. We role played a lot with our outfits, which I always loved to do. We had outfits for both her and me and we'd immerse ourselves in our characters which was something I didn't think was for me, being the shy person I was. Yet both of us.