"Turn around"he said,wispering on his deepest

"Turn around"he said,wispering on his deepest voice,knowing I can't resist it.He knows me so well it gets uncomfortable sometimes.Moments later he got up and walked naked to the

ironing board. He set his testicles on the board. He switched the Iron to "Steam." He said, "You ever had too iron some stubborn folds?" He jammed the iron down. His ballskin

became flat pink and unwrinkled. He folded it into a neat package. I thought: What will these Ad people think of next just to get a housewife's attention? Anyway my husband

was thumbing through Good Housekeeping again looking for something racy so I decided to make it a girls night out. I was dying for a cadillac margarita so I told Greta and Nonny to

throw on their dancing shoes. PARTY TIME! When we arrived Mike was standing at the door. He greeted Greta and Nonny then turned to me. Our eyes met and next thing I knew we were in

a cab on the way to her place, hands in each other's pants. She slid down on the seat as we crossed the bridge. I looked into the next car and saw her

take off my pants. "Here? In a moving taxi?" She took off her own jeans and put mine on. "I think this trims my butt." She pushed me, pantless, out of the moving cab. "Bye!"

staring at me, I think she likes my purple polka dotted underwear. She puts her hand on right hip and walks over slowly. "My name is Cybol Bennot, I'm a police officer from

Down Below. "You will now do what I say, when I say, however I say. Got it?" I nodded. "No. You haven't," Cybol said. I looked down. "That's right." She left me on my knees.