.my family...arghhh....mywhole body trembled as the possible consequences sank in. I went to thebedroom too scared to even look at my computer, lay on...the bed and staredat the ceiling hoping beyond hope that it would all just go away.The next day, sick with fear, I did what I knew I had to do, sooner orlater. I logged on to my computer. Facebook...'incorrectpassword'....email...'incorrect password'...messenger...'incorrectpassword'. I felt the colour drain from my face. He'd done it,. I checked the closet to see if there were any in there and at this pointI don't know why I was even surprised that there were half a dozen pairsof shoes in there, including a pair of what I can only describe asclassic stripper heels. They were clear with large platforms under thetoes and downright uncomfortably tall fuck-me heels. I slid them on.They were a perfect fit but I quickly realized I wouldn't be walkingvery far in them. Not that it mattered, and the fact that I couldn'tliterally run. Jan .without promoting, reached and took my cock in her hand.“ Undo your top and let those lovely tits out for me”.She unbuttoned her top fully,and again reached for my cock, wrapping her warm had around it and slowly started stroking, the whole time staring at it.After a few minutes she looked at me, and without a word I reached over and put my hand gently behind her head. She slowly bent forward and I guided her towards my cock and suddenly felt the sensation of her warm mouth engulf the. “It’s Paul, the plumber,” he says. “Ah, yes. Come in. I will open the gates, just come straight in.” As he pulls up at the front door, she opens it. He is surprised to see a slim, very attractive woman. She has a well-endowed chest and is dressed in just her bath robe. “Hi,” he said. “I’m Paul. I didn’t ask your name on the phone?” “Emma,” she replies. “Come in.” Paul quickly finds the burst pipe under the sink and gets straight to work. Emma talks to him while he works. He sees her.