The sound of the car’s offside grinding against the steel post had filled me with dread.‘Oh Christ! I had wrecked Richard’s big new car!’Takin... his new car out for a spin had been an act of rebellion; but it had back-fired on me and Richard did not fall into the hen-pecked hubby category; no sir.He would have hit the roof simply learning I’d even taken it round the block! But I had one saving grace; he was away in Seattle on business.My husband’s new car could be made beautiful again before his. Sit down again, MisterFleecely. You've got work to do. And Lettie, there is to be no laughingat your work colleague. I won't have it, do you understand?" Absolutely, Miss Watts. You all heard, girls. Don't laugh at MisterFleecely in Caitlin's coat, or in his wife's blouse and trouser suit."There was a flash of warning in Kathy Watts' eyes at this, but Lettiesmiled at her with a flick of her pony tail. The rest of the day saw nolaughing, just smothered sniggers and whispering, which never. Yes ! that was wonderful! Though I had kissed girls before but his kiss was something else.We kissed for almost 5 minutes and then he slowly removed my T-shirt and unbuckled my pants and started giving me a tongue bath. He played with my nipples and sucked them like never before. He fondled my hair and then sucked my dick. “Oh Yes, ohh, yea suck it baby, introduce yourself property” I said and he sucked more hard.Then I went down and sucked his cock and after that I began fucking him. He wanted. Then came a short, billowy redand black petticoat, followed by high heels. Fishnetgloves completed the outfit. She told me there wouldbe three other husbands dressed the same and we wouldbe serving drinks.Jane reached under my satin skirt and all the stifflayers of petticoats and stroked my cock through thesatin ruffles. She promised she would make mycooperation well worth my while.On Saturday, I was back in the satin outfit. Jane hadfun dressing me. She put nail polish and makeup on me.She.