My eyes immediately found the door to the basement. The light was on downstairs and the door was slightly ajar. I crept past the little dining room ...table, towards our kitchen counter. I stopped at the counter, peeked through the doorway and caught my breath. From where I was standing, I could see the couch near the bottom of the stairs. Margie was facing towards me, topless, wearing only a lacy bra with one cup pulled down to expose her right breast. I guess the first thing that shocked. Or even put my head on her pussy. One of our favourite sex times was when she was asleep. She use to love being woken with me between her legs and vice versa. On occasions we use to agree ask the other if they wake up, or come to bed late, to wake us up that way. If you have never had sleep sex you need to. It’s awesome.Anyway she started to work for a small corporation as a PA to one of the Senior Managers. Rick was a down to earth guy and married with 2 young k**s. He enjoyed sports, DIY. ? After a minute or two I succeeded,and then made my way to the kitchen.? Itwas distracting, trying to make breakfast with a buzzing sex toy insidemyself.? I kept experiencing little wavesof pleasure.? Not orgasms mind you, buttiny little sparks.? Right now as I write this, I can feel my panties soaking,the buzzing going on and on.? I thank Godthat I don?t have to keep this on for the entire five days, much less wear it toschool.? I could never function and woulddraw tremendous attention.?. ‘It’s me…’ I spoke up in a yelled whisper and Gaston immediately relaxed. ‘What are you doing?’ he asked still slightly unnerved. ‘I was getting some pâté, I was hungry… I hope you don’t mind.’ ‘Of course not. How silly of you,’ he responded sheepishly. ‘Now come to bed,’ he patted the side next to him. I walked over and set the empty container of pâté down on the dresser, slapped my hand together softly and began to crawl into bed. Gaston let out a small chuckle, ‘What are you doing? You’re.