She moved before the camera and slipped a hand inside the very small and already wet green panties. She gasped out loud as she watched Tom increase his pace a little. She slowly slid the moist material down her thighs to reveal her neatly trimmed bush.Tom re positioned his screen so that she could see his face as well as his swollen dick. Jenny eased herself back into the edge of the bed, her fingers easing apart the soft pink lips, her long nails flicking over her very sensitive clit. She moved one hand back to get her balance, when it hit the bag of Christmas decorations that she'd left the bed, and that's when she had another wicked idea.'One second,' she called out as she fumbled with the packaging. Tom watched intently, gripping his pulsing cock, wondering what would come next.A minute later Jenny was back on his screen, and she had a large candy cane in her hand. She smiled as she moved closer to the screen and started to lick it slowly, up one side and down the other. Tom. I took one last longing look at the redhead and headed out the door.The house was dark and silent when I got home. I couldn't remember Pauline saying that she was going to be out that night. I walked into the kitchen, turned on the light and immediately knew that I was in deep, deep shit. Sitting on the kitchen table was a wine bucket with a bottle of champagne in it, a box with a bow around it and a card propped up against two glasses. It was our fifth anniversary and I had forgotten. Not totally forgotten - I did have a present and a card for Pauline under the bed, but I had totally spaced out that we were supposed to have gone out for dinner and a show that night. I had gotten so pumped up by the day I had at work that I had just forgotten. I checked out the rest of the house, but Pauline was gone.Pauline can sometimes be a little strong minded and I could almost guess what had happened. She would have been checking her watch and tapping her foot as she kept waiting for me to get.
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