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They also talked with Jan. There was an unspoken authorization that any of them could fuck her husband.Marlene and I went to the sex shop. It not only had ‘toys’, but videos and video booths to view DVD’s. We looked through the costumes and found a ‘French Maid’ outfit for Jan. It had a sheer top with a very low cut neck line to barely cover the nipples. The skirt was shorter than a mini so you could clearly see the sheer see-through black panties without ever bending over and fish net thigh high stockings. I knew Jan had a pair of 5" black heels to wear with it. Marlene said, “This is so hot, maybe I should try it on and see if you like it.” She disappeared and soon appeared making my cock stand at attention and the three other guys in the shop now sporting cocks pushing against the front of their trousers. I made another purchase to be delivered while Marlene changed. Marlene then rounded up those three men and was whispering to them. A loud ‘WHOOPIE, YOU BET’ was. ’ Amazingly, she laughed at that. The tears broke free and rolled down her cheeks, and her face immediately clenched in pain, from her cracked ribs, I guess, but the laugh kept going until it looked like she couldn’t breathe. ‘Oh,’ she said, sucking in a breath at last. ‘Oh! God. You should have just … said so … in the first place.’ ‘What do you mean? Why?’ ‘Denny, she asked for help? Kaylee doesn’t ask for help, honey.’ Something between pride and bedevilment showed in her eyes. ‘Ever. If she’d go that far … ask you to help … she’s set on it. No talking her out of it. You or me.’ ‘So,’ I said, barely able to digest her words, ‘you’re just going to let her?’ She shook her head. ‘Can’t stop her. That’s it. Unless I call the cops on her. But then we still lose it all … and I go to jail. Maybe her too.’ ‘Wow.’ Her hand felt so soft and sure in mine. ‘You seem awfully … calm about the idea.’ Rolling her eyes toward the IV stand, she got her smile back. ‘Drugs.’ I tried to think.
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