Long dark hair streaked with a little gray, like maybe she was due for a color job. Brown eyes. She was in a purple blouse and a skirt that was a litt...e short for a lady her age. Small breast and nice legs. The skirt was a little tight and was showing her panty lines. Some of this I noticed when she walked in and some when she stood up during the service. I noticed a couple of other things too. Some of the other ladies would mean mug her as they came in, some of the older guys would look her. How had she known he was coming home early? What a home coming she had arranged!Sally lifted her head from between Clare’s thighs. A quick nod from Clare and Sally turned to face Ned. She took his throbbing cock in her hand and started to lick the tip. Clare slid from the bed and helped Sally to guide Ned down on to his back on the bed. Sally straddled Ned’s chest and continued to suck and lick his cock while Clare eased her head between his thighs, licking and sucking his balls before sliding. .. like you?'"Like me..." I muttered.'You don't actually think that you're the only one who feels this way, do you? Has it ever occurred to you that they see you in the exact same way you see them?'"I didn't set out to hurt them. I didn't kidnap them or threaten them or try to kill them. Hell, I didn't even know who they were until they started after me."'Ignorance isn't much of a defense as defenses go. But I get your point. Try and look at things from their perspective though... there they. You decide to change... what else is there to do. All you keeping thinking to yourself as you remove the sheer nylons and the purple, matching bra, panty, garter set; is "No one was suppose to be home for another hour." Throwing them away would be pointless. So you put them back.You put on your Jockeys, jeans and T-shirt, sit down and wait. Drive to Canada enters your mind a few times.An hour later... she hands you the list."...your chores... help with your algebra without the smartass.