Chris was a housewife, staying at home to look after the children. Chris had a pretty face and was nearly always smiling. She had long curly brown ha...r, an absolutely gorgeous body, slim with ample breasts, broad hips and long slender legs. On hot summer days Chris would often be dressed in small bikini tops which barely contained her large round breasts and shorts, usually cut off denim shorts which showed a lot of her arse perfect pink cheeks, often leaving me wondering whether or not she. She said to send him around so I went and introduced myself and told him to head around. He was good looking, tall and well spoken but it was slighly awkward telling him to "have fun" lol. Here's where things get a little boring for you the reader as I went about the daily tasks such as shopping. I kept looking at my watch all the time counting how long they'd been together and my dick getting hard wondering how many times she had reach orgasm and how many times he had fucked her. 30 mins went. It was a long and uncomfortable period of silence before she managed to look at me and say, ‘I can’t believe you said that.’ ‘I’m sorry Jodie. To me, at that moment, it seemed funny.’ She cracked a small smile then and said, ‘Would you really tell Wendy that?’ ‘Oh I intend to yes. Of course I’ll follow that with the truth, but I just can’t resist stirring her up with that.’ ‘You will be pushing your luck.’ ‘She can take a joke.’ ‘You hope.’ Chapter Three Wendy and I didn’t really have any plans. I stopped her and asked what she was about to say. She lowered her eyes to the ground. “I can’t, Sonja…” Taking her chin in my fingers I lifted her head to meet my gaze. “Daisy, have I ever given you any reason to fear me?” As I kissed her lips, I said, “Now, please, speak, I don’t want to order you to.” She then answered. “Ok… I… I love Mistress Serena, and I am grateful for all that she has done to me and everything I wanted in my life. Then, I met and fell in love with you, and I wish that.