.."Sean lifted his weight and began to lead Jenny towards their living room's love seat. Jenny instinctively followed with little protest."Here, call ...in sick.", said Sean, handing their phone to Jenny as they passed it.As Sean sat down, Jenny gave in. She began dialing her work, whilst Sean pulled her into his lap.Putting the phone to her ear, Jenny waited through the automated greetings.Sean wasted little time. He started rubbing his arms all over Jenny's body. Her thighs, stomach, and arms. Her opponent seemed to sweep in from nowhere and to take the election by a very narrow margin. What seemed to win the election for him was, strangely enough, his opposition to the taxes that Ms Anderson would levy on drugs! Ms Anderson promised to continue the fight and to contact us if she needed our help.We were sorely disappointed at Ms Anderson’s loss in the election, and we wondered if that fool understood what he had done by keeping her from being elected. We did not live in Ms Anderson’s. ” I closed my eyes and did as I was told. I had to stretch the tight fitting band of her shirt to get it over her generous B or C tits. They were solid beneath the flimsy lightweight, virginal white bra she was wearing. I could feel her nipples immediately poking into the palms of my hands. I felt my fingers curling and wrapping inside the top edge of her bra, feeling the soft flesh beneath yield to my touch. “Yes Daddy. That’s it! I can feel your cock. Your want me. Tell me you want. There was some kissing between my wife and the guy who was still sitting beside her. Dave and I picked things up around the fire ring, and my wife asked the guy if he wanted to come inside for a bit since it was getting damp outside with some late night fog. Dave stayed out next to the fire, and I went in to put some of the liquor away while my wife sat kissing the stranger on the sofa. I could see my wife's hard nipples poking against the thin fabric of her top and then noticed the button on.