"How about some new clothes?"Dave looked over his own pitiful outfit. He nodded gruffly. He pulls outa wad of twenties and hands them to his son. "Get...what you want andwe'll meet back at this spot in one hour ok?" He sees a store behindSimon, he nods towards it. "Later you and I will check that uniformstore out, I signed you up for Bridgemoore Academy where we're going andyou'll need a school uniform."Simon nodded and hugged his father. Then the two split ways."I want us to get back on the road. "Susie, are you here!?!" I heard her call, I made no sound.I heard her coming up the stairs and walk into the bedroom outside of my en-suite. I watched her through the gap in the key hole. She looked out the window and the looked down, I followed her gaze."Shit." I whispered to myself. I had left my bra on the floor. She picked it up and gazed at it intently. She lay wrapped in covers and started to strip down. Her knickers landed just outside the door - I could smell how wet she was. I could. “Jack? Is that you?” she called out sweetly.Bob wandered into the kitchen. “Who’s Jack?” He came up behind Paige and kissed her on the back of the neck.“Remember our conversation last night, about paying the mortgage, and how I would need to start turning tricks if I didn’t get a real job?” Bob started laughing; they had indeed been joking about Paige hanging out on street corners to help with the bills. “Well, you know, it wouldn’t be a bad deal. I mean, I could work out of the house, and I. There on my bed was a pair of panties that wasn’t my wife’s. They were lacey and black with red trim. I picked them up and they were moist but they didn’t smell like juice. They had the musty smell of a woman’s crotch. My cock jumped in my trousers as I took in the savoring aroma. “Did she leave this intentionally for me to find?” I wander as I began to stroke my erection. I lay down on the bed and continued to masturbate as I thought of the possibility of fucking the hell out of that sweet.