She used one hand to rub my cock through my jeans. Damn, the old bitch even had the nerve to put on my MIL's favorite perfume. "Do you like my new l...ok?" she asked. "It's different , but, if you like it is all that matters." I replied It didn't take her long to get my tee shirt off and my jeans down letting my cock free. She started stroking it then dropped down in front of me and began to lick the bottom pausing only to suck each of my balls into her mouth. After a few minutes of. When I reached the bathroom, I turned the light on, closed the door, and marveled at my reflection in the mirror. I smiled proudly at my naked body and carefully observed every part of my womanly shape. My breasts were bouncy and perky. I cupped my left breast and jiggled it, amusing myself, before doing the same to the right. Then, with a feather light touch, I traced over my hard, pink nipples, sighing as I felt a slight twinge of pleasure. God, I wish my boyfriend was here, doing this to me.. I reached in my purse — yes, we had purses - and put the dollar in it and gave Don and Leo each a quarter.When we got back home we had trouble getting the make-up off and at school the next day we took a little ribbing. We each had about ten dollars so it was a good night's work back then. I do have to say it was fun but I found new respect for women. I also realized what women mean when they say some men will chase anything in a dress. We were positive proof of that. I mean to tell you we were. The three associates, Holbrook, Neubert and Moore were all married and my revenge against them would be separate from what I had in mind for the partners.Lastly there was the whore that I was married to. The DNA tests showed that Bradley was not my son. Had he been my son I would have kept Chris around, but absent my parentage of the boy she was destined for the trash heap although I did intend to fight for the boy. It wasn't his fault that his mother was a pig.After reviewing what I had I made.