They barely covered her areolas. The little white triangle between her legs must have been glued there too because when she turned around there was no...hing at all in the back, except for the most impressive woman in the world.My wife is no slouch for a thirty-year-old but I married her nine years ago when Trudy was just nine years old. At thirty-six I couldn’t help but wonder if I had made a mistake and married the wrong girl.I had to ask, “Why do you keep that fabulous body covered up all the. I'd have expected her to grab my good leg and drag me over the threshold. That and a kiss are the last I remember of the first day of my winter break.I wake to a familiar smell as Jayne waves a pipe under my nose. Just in the nick of time, the drugs from the hospital are fast wearing off. Jayne puts the pipe down and rests her head on my breasts. She takes a nipple between her teeth, caressing it to erection. She runs her fingers up and down my crease, rubbing my clit on the upstroke. After a. Mom and Dad were fucking. We could hear Mom cum, then Dad’s deep voice when he came.”“It was so cool,” Lora continued. “Knowing Mom had gotten so turned on watching us that she woke Dad up to fuck him. I went down on Jack and blew him ‘till he came in my mouth. We cuddled for a while, then Jack went back to his room.”“I’ll never forget the next Tuesday,” I said. “I took my after-school shower and when I came out of the bathroom, Mom was there with clean sheets for my bed. Naturally, she was. Expensive living room and dining room furniture decorated the downstairs with only the master suite containing furniture upstairs. The other two bedrooms were bare down to the hardwood floors.Madame Carronade stepped into the smallest of the bedrooms, her heels echoing on the wood, “No place to sit?” She had dressed in a gray business suit and her hair was loose at her shoulders. She looked like a banker.“I am sorry Madame, but these precautions were necessary.”She noted with some puzzlement.