She had called her husband on the way and let him know that she was bringing company for dinner. When we walked inside I saw her husband a middle age... thin and gruff looking man sitting on the couch staring at the television. Shannon introduced me and he responded with a mumble that I imagined was a greeting. I smile politely and we made our way into the kitchen. Dinner wasn’t anything extravagant spaghetti meatballs and garlic bread. While she prepared the meal we talked and laughed and I. .I twirled around the house with Suzie the two of us giggling and falling on the bed together laughing and carrying on girlishly...I was feeling so hot my cock was as hard as it has ever been and I just knew I was leaking precum into the panties...although I didn't want to soil them I couldn't resist myself and had the desire to leave them on anyway...I just didn't want to take them off. I had placed a tampon inside my pussy so I would keep the lining clean but my cock was still leaking.. I. I know what to do.’ Her beaming grin was full of confidence. The fabric aloft in her arms made a dark shimmering path. She played with it, making loops and shapes. Then she wrapped her arms around his neck. ‘Thank you so much for thinking of me.’ ‘You’re welcome.’ He smiled into her hair and folded her into his arms. ‘I love you, Lucy.’ ‘I love you, too,’ and she kissed him with a heartfelt grace. That night she wore the fabric to their bedroom, draped around her body like a sari. The creased. The day was a long one; for some reason it just seemed to drag on. A couple of times during the day I thought of Marci and I found myself remembering one time when I had seen her in the café bending over the pool table to take a shoot. She had on a loose top and had not been wearing a bra and I had seen her tits hanging loose and free. I remembered that the nipples had seemed to be extremely large and I found myself wondering if it had just been my imagination or if they really were big and all.