You leave without a word, knowing that I am up to something, because usually we showered together. You like how I just hold you under the soothing flo...w of water, and am cleansing your essence from all the negative energy you absorbed during the day, when you walk out of the house and idiots happen. You put on a comfortable dark blue night gown, with matching robe, which you found prepared for you in the bathroom, and return from the shower refreshed, and relaxed into the dimly lit living room.. He was constantly looking at my arms. He said ” your hands are so fair skinned. I hope other parts are also fair”I asked him what do you mean by other parts. He said , I mean your breasts left and right, they appear to be round and soft from outside, only your husband knows how they are, I want to see your thighs also, how much smooth and fair they must be”.I felt like giving him tight slaps. I hold his collar and said “don’t you speak like that with me, I am your owner’s wife, you village. As they approached, I could hardly breath. The door jerked open and he stood before me smiling. I did not care that I was sitting on the toilet with no pants or underwear with my boner hanging out for the world to see."Is that a banana in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?", he said He stepped closer positioning himself between my legs and unbuckled his belt. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his thick black cock. I reached for it needing to touch it. "Not so fast," he snapped,. I also caught another glimpse of red material and from what little I saw knew it had to be a thong. I knew I should turn my head, but was frozen by the sight of the curve of her ass. In addition to my heart beating faster by the minute I felt my cock beginning to swell and again had the eerie feeling I was in the middle of one of my own fantasies. Miss Ross mercifully lowered her legs, but instead of crossing them again, left them stretched out along the couch so her feet were in front of my.