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Soon I was embarrassed to walk from my car to my desk knowing that my breasts were quite visible. My husband asked again, “So how long have you been fucking your boss?”
I knew that I now had nothing to hide from my husband. Then he told me to stop wearing panties to the office. Then he insisted that my skirts got shorter and that my blouses got more sheer. This was love. With my mouth full of his cum our waitress kissed me and took half of it into her own mouth, and then she thanked me. I felt her hand make its way to my pussy, cupping it, and then she inserted a finger. She took our drink order and when she returned with them none of the buttons on my sheer blouse were attached.
