Jennifer spoke up, "I told him that if he had to wear those for the rest of the evening and that he'd regret it if he made a mess in them."I knew I sh...ould have been humiliated but somehow the whole thing was just too kinky to to be embarrassed by. Even with my dick still soft I was getting horny. My wife snapped the waistband back. "Jennifer, I think you're on to something here. His behavior has improved already." You know sister," Jennifer said slyly. "He doesn't look to bad in those panties.. Cowell was waiting when we arrived and hollered for the owner to bring us the morning special and hurry up. “You just hold your horses, Lawrence Cowell. I can’t cook good food fast, and I won’t serve poor food. Have some rest in your pants and I’ll get your breakfast on the table as soon as it is darn good and ready.”“I could have eaten at home if I wanted a lecture, Mildred,” he laughed.While we waited for our food, Lawrence looked at Ben, and said, “Now I’ve known you a darn long time, Ben. Her voice was soft as feathers, so he had to lean in slightly to hear her."Just today, I'm hoping," Mark replied, and then grinned slightly. "I don't want to lose the light."Samara nodded and then smiled. "That sounds fine..." she began.Mark bounded to his feet. "Would you like a glass of wine?" he asked, striding over to the island to pour two glasses.Samara laughed softly and shrugged. "Alright," she said, then took the glass that he offered her, sipping it. "So what's involved in this?". I turn back to her, but she was already in the kitchen putting the cakes away. I make my way over to her and shut the fridge door. I spin her around and immediately kiss her hard on the lips. She moans and starts to lead us to the bedroom, but I press her against the fridge. She lets out a surprised moan and tries to pull away from the kiss, but I hold her close with a hand on the back of her neck. She whimpers softly and my knees go weak. She barely whimpers because she was definitely the more.