Sheri had changed before going down to the bar. She was wearing a cute tight fitting blouse with jeans that made her ass look great. Those jeans loo...ed like they were painted on her, showing off her perfect figure. After a long day, I would have opted for sneakers. Not her. She was wearing high heels that made her legs and ass look spectacular. Tom has told me many times how he likes how I look wearing high heels with form fitting jeans. I quietly agreed with him as I started unbuttoning. .. With that said.....~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~I finished loading the dishes into the dishwasher as my wife and son went out the front door. He had to go pick up some things at the store and my wife was on the way to a prayer meeting at church and then some worship practice followed by some benevolence committee….. Brad’s wife, Tamara had disappeared as soon as she put the last fork full of food in her mouth. She always did. It was the best way to keep the peace in the house between my wife and her.. And he let me suck his dick until it shot stuff into my mouth - the same white stuff you shoot when you play with yourself." she continued.Well - that settled my quandary, now there was no turning back.I noticed small movements down by my right thigh and realised that John was masturbating.The moment he realised that I had noticed, he stopped."Why did you come here tonight, John?" I don't know, I just wanted to be near you."I told him that I didn't mind but it would have been better if he'd. Shewould set him on the shelf by the antique claw-foot tub while she took along languorous bath. Rest her bare feet on him while she sat in thewingback chair in the sunroom and read a curious volume of forgottenlore. Even deposit him head down, inside her high-button shoe aftershe took it off, and leave him there for a few hours to smell the scentof her sweat and the odor of leather.By the end of four weeks he was desperate to escape, to return to hisown body, to finally be able to get some.