Sort out a few things

I had a cupboard full of personal things some of which I would have liked to get rid of before I had moved. But just leaving them in the house for the new people to find had been out of the question. Thinking of other people even seeing my things made me blush.

As for putting them in the rubish bin and risk having the bins tipped over in front of my home.

I opened the door and looked at my colection. Glad that my children were staying with their grandparents. Three differant corsets with matching G-string panties, studded collar and dog chain, four seethrough teddies, four dildoes and six vibrators and two butt plugs.

I started thinking back to before I had my children. I picked up the poto album. This I would have to burn before my children arrived.

I opened the album and looked at pictures of myself from eighteen years ago. How young I looked my boobs were a little smaller but a lot firmer back then. We had a few partner swapping evenings back then. Here was picture my husband took of me having a sixty nine with another woman. I was only posing for the picture. But I later discovered I enjoyed the taste of pussy. I quickly found the picture of my husband in hand cuffs and the small butt plug in his bum. I think he enjoyed it more than he let on.

I suddenly realised my neighbor was standing behind me looking over my shoulder at the pictures in the album.