Her attention immediately riveted on him as her heart raced.Her attention immediately riveted on him as her heart raced. It was Monday morning, and Mark's breakfast had been quickly eaten while Janet merely picked at hers, daydreaming about Bob. "I'm sorry, honey," she said quickly, fighting the panic that knifed through her. "I guess I've just got the Monday blues. It'll be better when I find a job." Her husband smiled at her, filling her with love for him and a sense of shame as well. "I was saying," he began, "that Thursday is the day we scheduled for the crew to come out and lay the new carpet, and I was reminding you not to be moving any of the heavy furniture. I'll send someone out Tuesday or Wednesday to do that." She nodded eagerly. "Okay. More toast?" He shook his head and pushed away from the table. "Gotta run," he said as he stepped towards her and leaned down to kiss her lips. He gave her big tits a gentle caress and squeezed a hand through the loose folds of her gown and winked. "See you tonight. Just the two of us, right?" "Right," she replied with a smile. "I'll accept no invitations and make no plans." "Good girl." She sat at the table, finishing her coffee as she heard his car leave the driveway. She sighed and then poured herself another cup. Less than five minutes later, she heard a knock at the back door, and then Laura entered the kitchen. The blonde helped herself to a cup of coffee and sat down across from Janet. "Saw that hunky stud of yours leaving," Laura said, grinning lewdly at Janet. "You two have a little morning delight?" she asked, boldly staring at Janet's ripe tit melons pushing through the loose opening of her gown. |