He threads one through the loop on each ankle cuff. "Take off your panties." I know better than to hesitate. I remove my panties, pulling the lengths ...f rope through the leg openings. "On your belly." His voice is calm, but firm. I obey. Now I can't see what he is doing. Not knowing what's coming next makes me both excited and nervous; the throbbing between my legs gets stronger. I bury my face in the quilt and try to calm myself. I feel his hand on my ankle. "Spread your legs." I obey. He. She told me that she just could not bring herself to believe that any man could get a kick out of knowing that his wife was out fucking around."I know you say you want it, but I also knew that the odds were good that if I did it and it wasn't near the kick you thought it would be you might call me a whore, a slut, an unfaithful bitch and go for a divorce."I told her that now she knew better and I hoped she wouldn't hide things from me any more.She gave me a long look and said, "Are you. That he cared for her! It hurt when he had been so fucking blunt... fresh cunt, indeed! He had seen the last of hers!The room did stink. Her mother was right, it needed a good airing out. Just like her mind! She opened the windows and tore the bed apart.There was nothing she could do about the mined mattress, but she sprayed it with jasmine scented perfume, then, she sprinkled a can of powder on the stains. She made up the bed with fresh, clean sheets, and felt more relaxed.But then she got a. Jared looked down at a very full venus mound bulging through her underwear as she spoke.“Oh, you say you don’t know, do you” she began. Vanessa and her mother still had very mischievous grins on their faces. “Well, Mr Jared Reznik, we just happened to find out something today!”Jared’s gaze kept jumping from woman to woman and crotch to crotch as those gorgeous legs remained firmly apart on both ladies.Jared swallowed a little bit at this last statement. He thought he could tell with a fair.