" I'll be good. I promise" We're going to be sure this time." She left me standing there and went to the shower. After her shower, she got dressed for...her date.She started with a garter belt and stockings. Then she added a pair of crotchless panties that I had never seen before and topped it off with a sheer white blouse and a black miniskirt that didn't quite cover the stocking tops. She then finished with the hotwife charm and my key on her left ankle."Now we need to get you ready," she said.. He leaned up, and searched for his blanket, unable to find it. He stood, searching around his bed for the blanket and finally found it underneath his bed. He grabbed it and set it on the bed, then looked to the window. No wonder he was freezing, the window was wide open. He stepped to the window, shut it, made sure it was secure and laid back down to rest. Once again, sleep overtook him. Waking at the break of dawn, he leaned up and stretched, stifling a yawn as he did so. He. Her voluptuous rump swayed temptingly. Patrick kneeled behind her. He rubbed his fuck stick along the crack of her tight ass, an ass he had yet to enter in all those months of marriage. He guided his tool down to her engorged pussy lips. His tapered cockhead teased them. Patrick suck in air as he felt his wife’s moister against his bare cock for the first time. It was so much better than fucking with a rubber on. Finally, he could touch skin against skin. Lust built up inside him. He had to. ."So, you just couldn't help yourself again? That is fine. You havealready proven yourself to be a willing, fuckable slut. You have,however, now condemned yourself to this life. No, no, not this body, butthe life you are living. Changes here will happen to your real body, andyou will forever be addicted to the experience you are going through."The man said, shaking his head slowly. He continued. "That pair ofpanties you are wearing, no doubt you already caught a glimpse of whatthey can do. I.