I'd have believed it, too, if I didn't unconsciously smileat the thought of Marco checking out my cleavage.He was another problem, I thought to myself... as I stepped into theshower. My alternate memories were of him being an absolute gentleman.The idea of him philandering seemed alien. Yeah, he'd slept around inhigh school and college, but as soon as we came back and startedofficially dating he'd put those days behind him.And, in a slightly weirder train of thought that hit me as I washed myhair,. My wifes neice and her boyfriend came back to our house(she was staying over night , cause it was too far for her to drive back to college). we all stumbled into the house, I had to carry my wife into the bedroom, I plopped her on the bed and she was passed out drunk!!. meanwhile liz(my neice) was in living room with her boyfriend(steve). After about 15 minutes of feeling my fully clothed wife up and getting no response, I went into living room. The lights were off and i heard some moaning. I. ‘That top wasn’t doing your figure justice.’ She didn’t have on a t-shirt beneath, just a lacy, champagne color bra that clasped in the front. It seemed to be straining to contain two large, shapely breasts. ******** Chapter 12 ******** After we were in the car, there was only a brief moment when I stopped to reconsider things. Lukas unzipped my top and started to tug my pants down. ‘Wait,’ I almost shouted. He gave me a puzzled look. I could feel my cheeks getting red. ‘I’m wearing granny. He looked up and caught her gaze. Their eyes held onto the other for a few moments as his hand made it’s way between her legs. He rubbed up and down her lips softly and slipped two fingers into her wet hole. She arched her back as a soft gasp escaped her. Kissing his way down her stomach, he reached her delicate flower. He removed his fingers and used them to hold her pussy open so his tongue could begin to please her. He flicked it against her clit and then took it gently into his mouth. When.