I was expecting a no, you’re probably going to be tired or no I’m tired. Instead I got the thumbs up signal with an approximate time request for m...y arrival. I texted back the answered and continued driving towards the ultimate goal that was being offered. About thirty minutes out I texted my wife informing her that I’d need a shower and invited her to join me. The text back was a little disappointing as she was soaking in the tub, but would be ready when I got home. I arrived home and. Presently Kristy came out to join us."Paul was right about the apache attack on the convoy, the communication system has been nonstop ever since. Nobody is claiming responsibility, yet the army admits all the apaches are accounted for so it couldn't have been anyone else," she said."Are they saying anything about what the convoy was doing out here?" They were engineers on a training mission and weren't even armed."I laughed out loud and said, "Kristy can you fake gun camera footage from the. That was what led to her and Philip's Christmas visit to her parents' home. Pam had been harboring a longtime sexual fantasy and she'd finally shared it with Philip, hoping he'd help her realize it someday.Their first evening at home with her parents, Pam and Phil shared dinner with her parents, Charles and Beth, and afterward the four adults sat around in their family room and tried to catch up on what had been going on in their separate lives. Pam knew what she wanted to do but wasn't totally. He was going to be the benefactor, my husband being the voyeuristic instigator, he loved creating these scenarios, and I submitted to his perversions, in his eyes as a willing wife, but deep down the slut in me craved to be fucked while other men watched.I reached out and picked-up my stockings, a large diamond lace, requiring a belt to stay up, and when adorned, framed my ass beautifully in black, making its nudity more revealing, something I planned for, as lying face down could only invite.