She knew what he meant now. Shecould wear whatever she liked, any color, any style…just as long asit was a dress or skirt. Anything else would get t...e scissors treatment ifshe put it on. Hanging the bag of sliced up material in the closet would ensureshe never forgot. It took a while but she finally had a pile of material in place of what hadbeen her pink power suit. She checked one last time to make sure no individualpiece was larger than her hand. She bundled the pieces into the bag,. To whom would we turn, then? Such were my thoughts as I looked through the file cabinets at the rents, ledgers, and such. Remember, this was the seventies. We had no internet back then, just files, paperwork, typewriters, etc. No one had a personal desktop, let alone a laptop, a tablet, or a cellphone.I worked my way through the day and was about to go for lunch, when none other than Elaine walked through the door, evidently looking for me. Well, she found me sooner than expected, much to her. There was a frat boy, also naked, sitting on a couch and Stephanie was on her knees with her head in his lap. His muscular legs were either side of her and his hand was tangled in her blonde hair. "Damn, your wife just cannot stop sucking dick tonite!"I stared at the picture and could practically see her head bobbing up and down as her mouth pleased his cock.Wifey (2:12 AM): [pic msg]x2The angle was still behind my wife but much closer. He was still on the couch but now she was straddling him,. .( I am addicted to my own adrenaline with a exhibitionist side )And also a perfectionist! A handjob would never be enough, i needed to go further! I lowered my head down until i reached his crotch, i opened my lips wide enough to circle my mouth around the tip of his glans, swirling my wet, slippery tongue around his shaft..My boyfriend was letting out soft moans but i was the only one who could hear his sweet moans..None of the passengers were aware that i was giving a sloppy blowjob to my.