It had to happen. Late one evening he was on his way to attend to a call of nature. He pulled open the door of the outhouse... and there she was. Sitt...ng there was his naked wife. He just stood and gawked, openmouthed."Howard!"He turned and fled.It was ten after two by the pendulum clock in the parlor. He hadn't been up this late in years. Burning precious lamp oil, too. The words in the book on his lap were blurring. Were those blots on the pages from his tears?There were soft footsteps behind. Apparentlywhile in college and still a little confused, Alan V had fucked hisroommate's sister. She showed up with a six year old boy named Alan onceher money had run out, and she decided her son needed a father.Alan V was not happy at the interruption of his fun, and bought a housefor the boy's mother, Karen, to live in with Alan VI. I was sent alongto take care of them.From the moment he met me, Alan VI looked at me in awe. A littledisturbed by the way I talked, but he looked past that and. Seeing you wear them excites me more than any women I have ever seen, your powerful legs and the clothing you choose to wear, compliments the pantyhose so much...you have no idea. When we are driving I always look at your legs. That's why I alomost hit that cat in the road the other day, I was so distracted. To see you tonight in your pantyhose and the outfit you wore excited me so much, I was shaking. To have a woman like you in my life who wears pantyhose, well, it's the realization of a. The lady must have liked what she felt on her body because she started rubbing her ass on it and moaning softly as she moved from side to side. “Ohhh! Ohhh,” she moaned and moved. “Mmmm, my sister was surely right about you!”Vic knew what she meant, but teased anyway. “How so, Margaret?” he asked while moving his hands to her outer thighs. As he started to rub their meatiness, she placed her hands on his, but never stopped moving her lower body. His cock continued to feel her moving ass.