" God, I could never do anything like that."I smiled at her and said, "Oh yes you could sweetie. Given the right set of circumstances I could have you...doing what she is doing and loving it as much as she does." Oh man, you are one sick dude," she said as she walked away." Yeah, I know, ain't it great?"It was six-thirty in the morning before the guys had had enough. BJ was so exhausted that I had to carry her out to the car. I took her to my place and ran a hot bath for her and let her soak for. She had on a deep red silk blouse with a wide collar, long sleeves and a plunging neckline which showed the start of her cleavage. Her skirt was long and black with a dark red pattern two inches above the hem. Below her left shoulder was pinned a large brooch consisting of a big pearl surrounded by gold leaves.The doorbell rang on the dot of six o'clock and Deborah counted up to twenty before she opened the door. Richard stood there smiling shyly with one hand behind his back."Come in, darling,. Otherwise they’d have the Care Bears or something.”“Yeah, okay,” I said. “I know that. But the fact that you’re adorable is a big plus.”“Works for Cindy,” Terri giggled.I looked at Tina, seeing her rolling her eyes.“Cindy’s cute, no doubt, but not quite as cute as my adorable wife or my magical daughter.”Terri giggled. She likes to think she’s got one on me. “Me or Kathy?”Kathy was crawling around the floor. Her head popped up when she heard her name. She sat up and grinned.“Both of you,” I. "Okay, but I'm going to sit on the bench over there" I told her.As I passed the louvers I looked back in. My wife was pulling the dress over her head. To me she looked just fucked. The tan lines made her shaved pussy extra visible. I didn't want her to see me staring, so I continued to the bench.Just as I sat down with my back to the shower, I heard something. I turned around and saw a larger than average Jamaican man looking in on my wife through the louvers. Strangely enough I had a sharp.