Since I had nothing else to do that night I said Ok. We went in the backdoor which led into the kitchen, took our coats off and started boiling water.... He asked how old I was, I told him I had just turned sixteen. We sat there together talking, him asking me about school and whether I had a girlfriend and just small talk. After our drink, he said he was going to have a beer and would I like one? I thought, Oh my God, he's gonna let me have a beer??!! I had only had one beer before in my life. Cathy blushed, nodded her head and then introduced Melissa to Chris. Chris continued, "I'm standing there at the bar and saw the two of you in the mirror and said to myself that you looked familiar, but I wasn't sure. I knew one thing, though. I was going to find out how two very beautiful women could be sitting alone in a bar on a Saturday night in Chicago." Why are you still here? I thought you had a plane back to wherever this afternoon." Well, that's somewhat difficult to understand. I got. My absolute favourites always involved the husband watching, encouraging or waiting at home while his wife had sex with other guys.It was a Penthouse letter that really sparked my interest because it resonated with me at a deep level. It was written by a husband who had come home and discovered his wife in bed with another man. He did nothing but watch. After that, he spied on her over and over again until one day she told him that she had seen him watching.After that, they arranged for him to. Velma couldn't help noticing Daphne's tits rise and fall under her diaphones sleep wear. The brunette realized that her own breasts were larger than her red-haired friend's, especially with the new growth from her early pregnancy."Velma, I'm worried about what's going to happen to the gang," Daphne admitted. "Now that Fred and I are..." Fucking like bunnies," Velma finished for her friend. "Come on, Daphne, don't look so surprised. You know I'm smart enough to figure out what the two of you are.