The conversation came around to how our lives had lost some of its spontaneity and what we could do about it. She was looking very hot in a tight dres... that showcased her beautiful tits and shapely ass. I brought out a box and gave it to her. When she opened it, there was a string of perfectly matched pearls. She looked stunned, and I helped her put them on and we kissed. The conversation then continued as to adding spark back to our lives. A short time later, she excused herself to go to the. Butch was carrying a large sack which he hoped to fill with money, and his two henchmen were carrying cudgels which they were using to poke Mr. Smith.Mr. Smith was the stereotypical successful businessman of the era: he was greatly overweight and obviously uncomfortable at being forced to WALK for more than 2 miles. Needless to say, Mr. Smith was very unhappy, both from his physical discomfort at having to walk, and from his mental discomfort at having his money stolen. The whole affair was. Youknow, just to be even and have some fun."What she said put me off guard for a second. So she decided to suck himoff of her own will? I guess that our kinky habits were resurfacing afterall. I then wondered what her prize had been."You don't look like you've changed!" I said. "What did you get from themachine?".Jane pulled down the top of her dress and put her breasts on display.Still, nothing had changed there."Why don't you suck on them?" she commanded.Reluctantly, because she was my wife. Her departure had not gone down well with the owner, Miss Grey, so she wasn't sorry that this was her last day. Closing time eventually came around and she said farewell to the other three assistants before heading for Miss Grey's office as she had been requested to do earlier. She knocked and entered to find Miss Grey sitting behind her desk sorting through some paperwork. Miss Grey was in her mid thirties, nearly six foot tall with long black hair, she wore today, as she always did one of her.