I don't know a damned thing about separating the two halves of the double wide," I said."Don't worry about that. If a man and his wife were able to ge... them put together there's bound to be equipment to get the job done lying around there somewhere. Stacy and I know how to use it, but we're probably going to be doing more in the line of teaching than crawling around under the damned things. We've done our time at that before and it ain't one bit of fun," Stacy said."Sounds good to me, let's. Not even exhibitionists.Gyrating slowly, she appears to sparkle in the lights, body glitter or something, a delicate navel piercing, it’s different and somehow mesmerizing...Trousers inched lower, those in the cheap seats can appreciate from behind, then again, sparkling detail of a diamante thong. Rising suggestively she inches them off never-ending smooth legs then returns to her knees. The lingerie looks expensive, the underwear fetish crowd are creaming so soon. Hands flow over herself,. She was dressed in her dressing gown, goodnessknows when she had changed, her face was flushed, the laptop on herknees."I'm dead beat love, I am going to bed," I said, she looked up."Good night," was the short reply.She looked back at the screen before typing again. I closed the doorwith a heavy heart and headed up for the sanctity of my bed, feeling thetiredness wash over me, yet sleep was slow to come, my itching nipplesstopping me from sliding off, but drop off I must have done at some. I could see that the orgasm had turned here red from her face down to her chest. Her tits, nipples erected, but were they not larger than usually? But this was the first time I saw them bare. With her trembling thighs and her fingers working fast over her cunt she came obvious but quiet, leaving the impression in my mind for the rest of the day? Had she noticed me? Known that I was watching her working her cunt? I did not pay the vipers much attention that day. And also when my colleague did.