And not just sex, but real dirty stuff. George Clark's father."I'm Andy," I said, offering my hand as if we had just met."Karen," she replied, shaking...my hand briefly. We both sat in silence for a few seconds, then both began speaking nervously."So... well... well I..." and then we looked at each other and smiled helplessly."Weird," she said."You don't have to stay now that you know," I said gallantly. "I understand completely." No," she said. "Why should it make a difference? We know each. Come on, baby, cum for me, because I'm gonna cum now....." He felt her pause for a second, and felt her body tense. He could hear her vibrator working on her clit. Her body began to convulse under him, and he grabbed his cock, which was drenched in lube. He propped himself up with one hand, and aimed his cock at her mouth. "Fuck my tits," she moaned in the middle of her orgasm. He slid his cock between her tits again, and began to fuck her right where she wanted it. Her nipples were hard. Furthermore he had called him'Joanne'. In a way that was a relief that be hadn't been exposed as somecross dressing wierdo but what on earth was goin on?After a few steps down the drive, John turned to look back at the houseand noticed that the windows and front door were no longer double glazedwhich they. had been for John's entire life. The garage door was ajar butno light was on. He paused in his mission to check the street and went toinvestigate . Inside the darkness of the garage he heard. Jenkins had finally retired after thirty years. Her replacement was young, nice to look at and her figure didn't hurt any."Julie Summers," I said reading her into sheet."Yes, Sir Mr. Lewis." I like the Mr. You would do well to remember it in the future. I case you weren't told your position with me is temporary upon my final approval of you performance. Is that understood, uh, MRS. Summers?" I had purposely place emphases on the Mrs."I understand fully, Mr. Lewis, but if my being married is.