Her skirt was riding up her legs and you could almost see her panties. I noticed the outline of a driver in the truck and I could only imagine that he... was enjoying the view from the front seat of our car.My wife is 45 years old, a brunette and about five feet tall. She is a little chunky, but her curves have caught the eye of many men.I sat down in the car and eased the door closed as to not wake her. I couldn't see the driver in the truck, but I thought I would help him out if he was still. " Rav ran his hands over Natalie, blinking he ran them over her again. With a big grin on his face Rav picked her up in his arms "I think you and our son need a nap." Kat watched Rav carry a protesting Natalie up the stairs, oh my thought Kat I have to tell Collin as she rushed towards the solarium.Collin put his arms over Kats shoulders as she leaned back against his chest, leaning down he quietly asked "what's that little secret smile for?" Kat turned her head and looked up at him smiling "oh. Tonight was going to be far more mundane though. There was going to be no midnight swim or sunrise landscape. Tonight was going to be filled with dirty knickers.Well, not dirty knickers exclusively but all manner of dirty clothes which needed laundering. It was roughly nine in the evening when she decided to climb out from under her bed covers, avoiding various cans and pizza boxes as she did, and jump in for a quick shower. A few minutes was all it took and she soon returned from her bathroom. She told me I should change the clothes right in front of her. I quickly undressed and then started to dress into that very hot outfit.After I slid on the heels she pulled out some gloss stick and painted my lips. Then Pamela pulled me close and we started to kiss, deep and hard.I eased my hands up to her loose wonderful tits, pinching her nipples. She begged me to suck on them. Next I felt her both hands pressing on my shoulders; obviously, wanting me to get on my knees. Once I was on my knees.