Station, she came to receive me in her car. She was wearing a tight boob showing t-shirt and skin tight cotton jeans. I hugged her on the platform and...felt her warm sexy body. On driving back from railway station to her home , which is a 15 km run, i sat in front seat beside her. She started talking about her marriage life after a gap of 8 years of divorce. She said, “ i am not having good sex life as her hubby remains out of town for at least twenty days a month on an average.” as glasses. But she would be able to identify him. Did he have any choice?Taking his time he went to all the windows and drew the blinds or curtains. No need for prying eyes yet...Strolling thru the living room he always kept a careful eye on his prize. Saw her struggling, rolling around moaning; sobbing. That excited him, he was sad to note. Must analyze that someday with a shrink. He locked the front door, checked her messages ... no friends expected to drop by this weekend. Oh what a shame. Guess I will. The truck driver just shook his head, and mouthed the words, "Holy shit!" He then put an ad in his window for a seedy strip club. Master noticed, and said, "Hmmmmm." He then rolled down Kate's window with the automatic window control and said to the driver, "Great idea, but not tonight. You'll probably see us there soon, however!" He then rolled up the window, and sped past the truck, pulling into the exit lane. I shuddered, thinking of that possibility, as I noticed out of the corner of my. I was so happy.Later on, I went to find the little room and stumbled by mistakeinto his bedroom. I recognised his jackets hanging on the rail in theopen wardrobe but was very shocked to see some dresses hanging nextto them. I went to look and found a whole woman's wardrobe in there:blouses, dresses, skirts, slips, knickers, stockings, shoes - thewhole works. I was devastated."David, how could you!," I called. He came running through. He wentbright red and stammered a bit before saying "You.