I was trying to figure out a way to let her know I handled her panties, but not be to obivious in case she would tell the wife. So i decided to press ...y **** REALLY hard into them..make a deep impression, stretching out the material. I was not even sure she would notice, but I felt best to not be to oblivious about it. I knew she was going to do laundry soon, so I laid them spread out...right on top of the basket, so she could tell someone had placed them there. The next day, the wife and I. I obeyed, like a good girl and licked him clean. Once he lowered me from my hanging position I couldn't move. My arms and legs were numb and I fell asleep immediately. Chapter III: Nancy gets fucked again.It was Sunday afternoon when I woke up. I was still wearing everything as last night (even my high heels). Mike entered the room and asked me how I was while touching and kissing me. Needless to say, it wasn't long before we made love again. This time he fucked me in a more traditional way.. Over and over. And then the bathroom door opened and a wedge of light pierced her black world. It dwindled without the addition of the bathroom light and she stood there with clenched fists. Even with the water running, her heart thudded so loudly. She was in the process of making one last pass at herself—sniffing for strange odors—when a hand touched her back.He wasn’t even going to pull the curtain back? He wasn’t even going to try and see who was in the shower? She rolled her eyes at that. Don't let a small thing like having to pee get in the way. Besides, I've been married 12 years and I grew up with three brothers so it's nothing I haven't seen." Planting went well and we got along well.The seeds started sprouting up with the weeds a couple weeks later and I was out there with Jenn getting her used to pulling a cultivator through the rows. We were out in the middle of the field doing some hand hoeing and I had to pee again. I didn't want to walk 200 yards to the edge of the.