Like all married women, I was expecting a fucking night from my hubby. But I had a bad fight with my hubby post my second delivery, which made us main...tain distance between us.I underwent an operation without my hubby’s knowledge of not having any kids after my second delivery. I saw him half-naked daily in most instances, like after his bath when he was changing the clothes and his huge bulge over lungi. These incidents brought my sexual desires, and that pushes my pussy wet.But we both were. You should try it, its so crude, so kinky, so sacrilegious, David eagerly continued, then putting the pressure right on, he asked my wife direct, would you be in something like that Margie? I saw my wife momentarily look at David before confusedly looking away. She then caught my eye, but even with me she showed great embarrassment. She had a high colour and her eyes had a look of wild excitement. Her lips were parted sensuously and I could see her breasts beneath her light blouse rising and. I take my time slowly taking off all my cloths as not to ‘wake her’. Then I see her black thong on the floor next to her desk where her laptop sits. Small white cream spot on her black panties. I cant help but pick them up and inspect them. She is still turned away ‘Fast asl**p’ while I smell how sweet her little panties are. She is now starting to squirm a little in her bed. I am sure the anticipation was starting to drive her crazy while I examine her creamy thong and imagine her sweet. She then asked me if there were any more rules and I told her that there was indeed and that one of them was that she could only ever wear very light weight, see-through short pleated & flared skirts with a very similar type of see through top or similar kinds of dress, WHAT EVER THE WEATHER then she smiled a little bit and asked what the rest of my rules were and I proceeded to go through my rules list for her; No clothing to be worn when you are in the flat, EVER. No wiping after having a pee.