I had to take a circuitous route to be sure that I was not spotted, but I was back at the window and ready to accept passengers by 3:10 AM. The girls ...ere all very excited, but their crotches were sore enough that they had to be helped through the window and into the wagon. They were quiet enough, except for a few groans that did not draw any snoopers.Yes, I did verify that Mary Sue Kilgore was among the girls in the wagon. Jean was the last one out through the window, and I waited until I had. I’ll look after myself or it’s no deal.”“But... , ““And no visitors, unless they’re invited,” I said.“The kids will miss you.”“The kids can come over anytime.”Lynn was miffed at that. “What about dinner?” she asked tartly.“I’d love to come for dinner.” That was timed perfectly as Rosita returned. “I love Rosita’s cooking,” I expounded. Rosita grinned.“So do we all,” Lynn said.Rosita scooped up the rest of the dishes and left.“And I’ll eat breakfast alone,” I said.“Suit yourself.”Lynn softened. .she just smiled and said m fine but i said if u need any help tell me and she replied if u want to help me u hve to do things that r on the magazine in ur room i just looked in her eyes she came close to me and gave ma a hug and started to kiss me our lips met i was madly kissing her putting my tounge in her our saliva mixing in our mouth she tha said let go in the bedroom….as soon as wea reached the bed room we started kissing and touching i started pressing her boobs then i slowly undressed. My wife stood frozen, and she shut her eyes. Then the other strap was pushed down. Denise stepped to the side. "Take it off. Strip," she ordered. "Do it." Linda turned to her. "Here?" Her eyes glanced up and down the hallway as her dress slipped down, exposing one bra cup. She never looked hotter, so vulnerable and public. "Someone will see..." Get your fucking dress off! Now!" Cowed, Linda slipped the dress down, pushing to her waist. "That's the whole point, Missy. Someone could see you. It's.