It would have been smarter to go up to my room but I simply could not wait. I had to see what Lana was wearing for me this time. If my mother came hom...e I would hear her pull up and have plenty of time to run upstairs.I laid on my back and pushed my shorts and briefs down around my thighs. My sizable cock sprung free, arcing upwards but not too hard yet. I opened the catalogue and quickly leafed through the first several pages, which were dedicated to swimwear. Lana may have been there but I did. .. shit!" I stammered as he smacked me across the ass several times. he grabbed a handful of my hair and began pumping away at me."auhhhhh dirk!" I gasped. he leaned forward and kissed me on the back of my neck "Jodi" he gasped. the way he was probing my wet snatch with his cock was not what I anticipated my husband had never taken me to task like this before! I grabbed the bedsheets as he continued to have at me on the bed." shit ooh give it to me fucking Jesus" I cried out dirk's unforgiving. I was thinking three girls on holiday and their van breaking down. Yeah early retirement is bliss when you’re left alone. Still I had the down stairs bathroom renovations to continue with and a garden needing its autumn tidy.I looked at the kitchen wall clock: Geez it wasn’t even nine: a bit early and brusque for an online delivery. God what had the girls been suckered into by internet retail this time. The house was already awash with body scrubs, cosmetics and in vogue for maybe the next. My dress of choice around the house was always a big tee shirt and panties although my panties were very bland and girlish until one Christmas Mum and Paul bought me a selection of thongs which signalled that I was becoming a woman even though I was barely a teen. I was excited as I knew how good Mum looked and I remember rushing up to my bedroom to try them on. From that day on I loved wearing them although I still wore bikini type panties from time to time. Both mum and Paul used to say how.