Back at the house she decided they should have a fashion show to aid himin transitioning into his new role. He didn't want to but heautomatically gav... in, something that his wife noted with silent glee.She got undressed and put on a filmy short robe, with nothing under it.Her hair was down and every time she moved her head it shiftedattractively. She had Brad put on a pair of yellow panties and suggestedthat he select a cammy that would go with them. He picked up the limeone and slipped it. "What I want you to do is pack a few things and get the fuck out of my house. My attorney will be in touch with you to get you out of my life you lying, cheating, piece of shit slut."She burst into tears again at this point and tried to appeal to a sense of fairness that did not exist within me at that moment. "Steve, please be reasonable. Can't we talk about this? Isn't there some other way? I will do anything, anything that you ask."She had let the sheets fall from her shoulders as she said. Jane started to laugh, but she stifled it. "I really don't know what the fuck to say to you right now Dan"By this point I was trying to work out how I was going to get out of this. "Jane, please don't say anything to anyone about this. I promise I'll do anything for want and I'll never wear them again." I pleaded.Jane sat on the chair opposite staring at me. She started speaking "I mean, i was always suspicious about how my underwear kept moving, I always thought it was mum and dad checking. With my eyes closed I leaned my head back as you moved to kiss and nibble at my neck and ears, sending shivers down my spine, causing the hair to stand up on my arms. Once again, mouth to mouth, we kissed with more intensity. Your lips parted slightly, your tongue grazing my lips. I responded in kind. Our tongues met, the feeling was electric. You broke our embrace, unbuttoned my shirt, and slipped it off. You ran your hands over my shoulders, down my arms and across my chest to tease my.