- The gardener meekly tried to brush her arm away, but his boss just switched to grabbing his forearm and glaring up at him. Francis slipped a hand un...der her husband’s shirt to trace the lines of his six-pack. ‘Mmm, your morning runs are paying off. I love your trim body.’ Francis’s hand roamed upwards to feel the tuff of red curly hair in the center of his toned chest. Patrick gazed through the glass at the realtor’s perky breasts down below. She seemed to lift them up for display. The. "We have consensus." Speaking of children, Sandy, how do you feel about not being pregnant?" Nicole asked.She shrugged. "Josh is right. We should consult with a geneticist before we take the plunge. I didn't ask you, Nicole. How did you feel when Josh believed I was carrying his child?"Nicole blushed."At first, she was jealous," I said. "But the more she thought about it, the more she warmed to the idea. In Nicole's mind, we are a true ménage a trois, not just sexually, but in every way." I. I could see he was paying particular attention to the crotch area and to my surprise his continuous comments about my wife's panties and what he would do if he had a wife like mine were really starting to turn me on. Still holding the panties, he, said that he'd do anything to see my wife in them. He said his favourite type of panties on a woman were just like the ones he was holding, sheer lace, his wife always wore cotton ones and he couldn't imagine that Hazel's pair would really leave much. Then she walks into the living room and sits down on the couch so I follow. She sits and she starts unbuttoning her blouse, then pulls her skirt up so I can see her panties and her legs all the way up the her crotch. I love her thighs, very nice. And now she is dropping her skirt on the floor, and she is wearing a pair of lacy blue, boy cut panties. She gets up and twirls around so I can get a look then turns her back to me. I walk up, grab that beautiful ass then unhook her bra, pull her.