The fact my husband was in the same house as was our marriage certification, meant nothing to me at that moment in time, I wanted Tommy that night, an... this urge needed to be quelled.I undressed as my husband slept only feet from me, I dressed in silk and nylon, see through and naughty, stockings and belt, panties willing to be ripped from me, a powerful sense of being ****d by a strangers cock appealed and heightened my libido, even applying the gel for anal intercourse was overly applied. We laid there for a bit trying to catch our breathes and forgt all about Joanie on the phone, until she spoke up."Hey Amy, what do you think?" I think I am ready she replied, see you in a bit."I was confused by this, but Amy turned to me and said get dressed, we are going over to Joanies. When we got there Joanie and Fred were going at it on the couch. Amy didn't even knock, she just walked in and started to strip. She got naked and walked over to the couch, leaned down and gave Joanie a french. An access hole for the old unused coal chute opened for him. Mike carefully let himself down the hole backwards until his feet touched the cement floor. He lifted the door back into place and turned to the steps. The stairs led to a door that had a knob but not a lock.Slowly, testing each step in the pre-dawn darkness, Mike eased up the steps. He had watched to see when her lights went out. She was in the first room to the left of the head of the stairs. Her room was partly opened. Mike slipped. "Wow, this feels really good," he said. "I wonder what other kinds ofthings Peach has."He strolled over to the wardrobe and opened it to find a pink leathercorset with D size cups protruding from the chest."I always knew the Princess was stacked," he chuckled.However it didn't take long for him to gain an urge to put on thecorset. In a daze he picked it up and slid it down his torso until itwas in proper alignment with his body. He reached around for the stringson the back and tightened them to.