Thursday morning, I was examining the Civil Service team's recommendation that we continue to allow concubine couples to cohabit on the colony surface... I was concerned about this, because inevitably, it would mean that some couples would consider this state to be business as usual and if we did nothing about it, we would end up with a class of second-class citizens -- and a LOT of friction with the concubine contingent. I hauled the four of them -- Mark, Maureen, Vera, and Gonzalo -- into my. We kicked our shoes off at the door and walked into the livingroom where he was, watching TV.He got up and kissed me, and gave Linda a kiss on the cheek and said hello. My hubby, what a gentleman, all my friends adore him because he pays attention to all the little details that make life great being with him. He isn't one to pry or make rude or lewd comments, but knows how to give sexy, flirtatious ones just in perfect timing.He looked down and saw our bags, and said, "OOOHHH, Frederic's!" then. His buddies, whether by design or circumstance, all had to leave, one by one, until it was just about time to end the day's activity.But Holly and her cousin, Barbara, were still there and suddenly an opportunity arose!Billy had been getting quite familiar with both of them, recently, and it was time for the next logical step: As he dove down to pass through Holly's, and now Barbara's legs simultaneously, he lowered his trunks a bit, allowing his throbbing 'tip' to touch them, directly!Holly. God, it was fun to have him under my control. My exploratory kisses reached his hips, where more tattoos emblazoned the skin, and slid along the line of his jeans. The bulge in them was obvious, straining against the material in a way that had to be painful. I let him suffer for a moment before unbuttoning and unzipping the jeans, sliding them off his hips but leaving them at his calves, the better to keep him still. He wore dark boxer briefs, thin enough to provide a clear outline of the.