My normal routine is to lay my clothes out the night before so that I'm not scrambling in the morning. This morning when I went to dress my underwear ...as gone. In its place were a pair of black, satin panties and a pair of stockings. I stared at both not knowing exactly what to think. The wife stuck her head into the bathroom and said "Oh, you're out of the shower. Good."She must have noticed my dumbfounded expression."Yes, those are yours to wear today. In fact, you will be wearing panties and. Signaling she was satisfied with her cleaning, she commanded, "put on the strap-on". My response was muffled.The strap-on was like a leather thong with a ten inch rubber dong attached to the front. I slid it on covering my cage. She was so wet I didn't need any lube, but I liberally applied some anyways. She was lying on her back now so I entered her missionary style. Her gasps/moans were nearly loud enough to be screams. I continued to pump as she raised one leg over my head and onto the other. "Deborah's smile was ecstatic and Richard felt his throat constrict."You are a very sweet, loving and considerate man," she whispered. "I love you, love you, love you." Snap!" he replied still near tears.There was a long silence while they both regained control of their emotions."Do you think I should sell the Old Post Office or let it?" Oof! That's a major question particularly as I haven't had my first coffee yet. Buying to let was a rather fashionable thing but the Treasury has tightened up. During to journey, I lifted her skirt to up with my right hand and caressed her leg ago. She had worn tan colours pantyhose.My hand attained toward her panty slowly and it touched her vagina. Eventually we arrived where would made love. Ago I kissed her lip long time. On the other hand I had been touching other of her body. I had caress all side her body.We passed to back seat after. Nobody didn't there. We would done whatever our will. Firstly I taken off her shirt and bra. Her tits been.