Unfortunately for Alison, Mabel Moncrieff arrived just as Beccy finished her brother's question for him."Well your children certainly seem to be in no...doubt as to what you are Mrs. Jones,"said Mabel Moncrieff with more than a touch of contempt as she turned to the woman's children. "Why don't you go into the playground Rebecca, Richard, your mother and I have something to talk about."Alison turned to her children. "Give mummy a kiss kids and I'll see you this afternoon when I pick you up."She. Gripping my arms tight... lifting me off the chair. It's the brute. I want to shout and punch him. He is gentle as he starts to undress me... I am horrified but I can barely hold up my head to protest. I think I am naked... I feel naked. The maid and the brute, beauty and the beast, are doing something to me, to my body and face... is it make-up. I smell something sweet. Someone touched me down there... rubbed something there. I am in and out of consciousness. When I finally wake up, my head. I went on to say that it is sometimes difficult to see ourselves as others see us, but ever since I have known him, I had had a nagging suspicion as to where his true sexuality lay. “There is nothing to be ashamed about it,” I said, “it is simply a fact of life and no amount of talking will change that fact. We are what we are and we have to learn to live with it. Now in my case, I knew by the time I was sixteen or so that I was 100% gay and so I have never had the hurdle of uncertainty to. No one wants a controlling jerk of a husband.Me (10:04 PM): Cool :)My mind was taking me to horrible places, but I didn't have to wait long before I learned how this night was going to go.Wifey (10:21 PM): [pic msg]I couldn't believe what I was seeing and I nearly dropped the phone. My wife was the backseat of a car with one of the guys from the club. He was no longer wearing a shirt, and Stephanie's slender hand was wrapped around the base of his cock which was erect and sticking up through.