"Dearest wife." he said as he took her bare hand.Prudence gave a slight curtsey. "Dearest husband, welcome home." She felt him grip her hand tighter. ...er dainty hand looked so small in his. His hand. His large hand. She shivered and saw him smile with secret understanding. Oh, the cad!! He now knows me so well. She suspected after tonight he would know her even better. All because of that book. That book of vice."I trust I find you well and that the household has not run amok whilst I was. Rubbing in small circles and applying the right amount of pressure makes you thrust up and down involuntarily in your half-sleep state. I scratch my nails gently up and down your belly, each time going lower and lower until my fingers finally graze the base of your cock which has now swelled to almost it’s full 9 inches. What a glorious sight it is. I feel the moment you are fully awake. Your body tenses slightly and I can hear the changes in your breathing. You rip the blanket off of me at the. As soon as she looked the door the glass completely fogged up sealing her from the world’s eye. Now that was cool she had to admit. With that dilemma out of her head of trying out all the clothes she had in her hands and hide at the same time. She decided that she would try on the bras first seeing how her current one was uncomfortable. As she got all the way down to nothing but her bra and panties she undid her bra and felt like she could finally breathe freely without feeling like she was. ." I realised my throat was dry and barely made a sound. Myface must've looked like it was on fire.She put her hands on my cheeks, icy cold. It felt incredible."We don't have to if you don't want to. I just thought you wanted to." I... do want to..." I started breathing easier as my face cooled, "just Inever did anything like this before..."She laughed again, every sound she made was beautiful, "you think Ihave?"She acted like she had, for sure."OK I'll go first," she said, "I trust you."She.