I'm 5'6" 36C and at the time of this story 135 lbs. My husband at the time (since passed) I thought was having an affair with a neighbor, so after h... went to work and k**s off to school I set off for her house to set her straight. Things went wrong from the start, she invited me in and I immediately started yelling at her and calling her names, she was stunned to say the least but not intimidated at all, she denied it and I slapped her hard across the face only to be met with a fist to. We asked for half a pint of bitter each, which brought a raised eye-brow from the landlord, who then left us alone with our drinks whilst he polished glasses and cleaned his pipes or whatever they do under the bar. I remember all this vividly because this was the location of our first kiss, Aggie leaned over and kissed me on my lips, just a quick peck, but I felt it right down between my legs.We finished our drinks, thanked the landlord and left the pub, following the directions he'd written. The behavior part was something new and so we two tiptoed to the pool area to discover my wife shamelessly masturbating while a bemused Mark Connor stood in the window of his bedroom and stroked his pecker in homage to my wife's awesome body and behavior. I had to stiffle a laugh at this display of sexuality taking place between my wife and my neighbor. Without even thinking I mentioned that Mark was rather well hung and this was going to cause plenty of friction now that my oversexed wife knew. They were damned near giddy with the quantity of proverbial bacon I'd brought home. Nanita let me know they were all practically flabbergasted I'd killed it with one shot. I knew it was just a fabulous stroke of luck, but to them it was another sign of my unimaginable prowess as a hunter.At least I finally got to bathe them all around nine, but it was a perfunctory process to only do what most baths did, as in get them clean. Oh well, I could do a more ceremonial job tomorrow and introduce.