I'm just not sure what to wear. Lately I am just tired all the time. Mywork is suffering and just last week I was dropped from my salariedposition and...reduced to an hourly rate and passed over for a promotion.My boss actually reprimanded me for my poor work. How could I explain tohim the cause of my lack of focus? I open my panty drawer and pick out apair of lacy boycut panties with a cute ribbon centered over the top. Islide them up my newly shaven legs and search for the matching straplessbra. What I found out made me very hard. What made that confession so great was my wife pulled down my pants and swallow my cock as she gave me her phone and I hit play. Also as I fell back onto the couch she lifted my legs and licked her fingers as she pressed into my ass. Clean ass or not my wife will lick my shitter when she gets this horny as I watched the tiny screen. "Mom we need to talk" my wife said sounding upset as she placed her phone down so I could see her mother with a worried. ...my ..... gawd. Then screamed yes yes yes yes " over and over.Then her legs fell to the bed. She laid there with her eyes closed until Angie said sarcastically " I think she just came."Jenn opened her eyes and said " ya think." Then she said to me "did you?"I told her no because I want to pace myself. Angie said " wow dude you lookin for more already hahaha."As I pulled my cock out of Jenn I said to Angie " I'll take it if you're giving."We laughed and joked around and Angie suggested we have. Stan and the rest of Ghost One had learned during their training that plans were only suggestions to accomplish a goal, and seldom lasted much beyond the drawing board. He certainly liked the idea of frequent rotations better than the eighteen month tours at the sharp end of the stick that Special Forces were enduring in Afghanistan.His impression of Iraq, during his last tour in the country, was that it was one of those places in the world where the wind sucked instead of blew. As far as Stan.