Nippin’Kitten was my wife’s chat room screen name, a name for the raunchier chat rooms and the private chats. Nippin allowed her to be any body sh... wanted to be. Now we set up a few rules about the chat rooms. First not while the k**s were awake. Second we both would get to play. And the third no secrets, we would share. With that and our k**s in bed, Saturday night we decided to play.After about an hour of goofing around in the adult chat rooms, Nippin’Kitten got an invite to a private chat. ?Oh, yes, Idefinitely agree that it?s the best way for them to get to grips with theproject. I assume you?ll take care of the ?collections? as I think you term it.Yes?? ??? ?Fine. We?ll talk again soon. Oh, by the way I was right ? Michaelaour art director isn?t too keen on your logo.? They would have beeneven more concerned if they had heard the other side of the conversation. Theonly problem was that Jane Ellis, eavesdropping as she so often did from idlecuriosity, had. Chapter 2 : A Woman?s. Khakis made things a little less easily accessible. But I still found a way to gain that access.I slowly, silently unzipped my pants and slipped my right hand inside. My own black cotton panties were a bit wet. My fingers worked their way under the side elastic and found my throbbing clit. I leaned over the book, deep in concentration... concentrating solely on my clit, that is. By leaning over, my pussy was now against the rough upholstered seat. My legs spread, I could rock my hips slowly,. Later she opened up. She was wearing a gown. She went to bed and was still silent. I asked, what happened, mom. She said, nothing, I am just confused. Then I also went to bed and slept beside her. I put my leg on her legs and one hand on her stomach. I said, don’t worry mom. I know we can help each other. She said, are you sure you will keep this top secret? I said I promise mom. Then she closed her eyes. Slowly I moved my hand upward and pressed her boobs. She didn’t say anything. That was the.