[treblekane]

While we were talking about it, the coach pulled up. To my surprise, my wife went to the window in just the tight sport-shirt and boy-shorts underwear whe was wearing and told Joe she was upstairs and to please come up. When he came in, she was still dressed the way you see her. She was topping off her vodka/orange in the kitchen and asked if he wanted one. He stammered "sure", and followed as ordered as she went to find the document. He pretended to look out the window as she pretended to text me to ask where the release was. In fact she texted me and asked if I was sure about this. I assured her I thought it was hot, and she told me she Joe's raging hard-on was visible through his pants. I watched him stealing glances at her toned legs and ass. I'm guessing his brain was in overload.