” andjumped up. I followed my wife out the little door of thecamper. It was very cold that night and the prospect of goingout into the dark to f...eeze didn’t appeal to us much. Mywife guided me to the pickup, parked in front of thecamper, lit only dimly by the light of the big baywindow on the front of the camper. We crawled inside thepickup and my lovely wife proceeded to get naked. Sheencouraged me to pull my pants and underwear off and puther head in my lap. My wife sucked my. “Always knew you'd never amount to anything, Mommy's Boy. Still, you've done pretty well for yourself all things considered,” Jeremy responded, playing with the edge of his knife idly.“Didn't think you'd have time in your busy schedule to check on me in person. Running out of kids to shake down for candy? Too bad we're eight months away from Halloween,” you replied.“Funny guy, aren't ya? Wanna see how funny you are without a tongue?”“If anything, I'd rather you take my ears. Wouldn't have to. “I’ll have you again”, said I. “Let me wash, you’ve spent such a lot, it’s all running down my thighs.” Again I fucked her; and next morning my ailment came back. My doctor said it served me right.Shortly after “lodgings to let” was posted up in Camille’s windows, on calling, Madame Boileau came to the door. The two women had left, the shop in Oxford street was shut up, and I never heard of the women afterwards.I am astonished now, that I was wheedled out of so much money for a French virgin.. Sheagreed, but was curious as to why, and where was this headed.I explainedto her my reasons, and she was okay with it as long as it wasn't all ofthe time. I was ecstactic, I almost came as soon as I put on herpanties. So about once a month when kids were not around she would"allow" me to wear them.Now present day, with kids out of the house and being retired, my urgeshave grown stronger to dress up again. One night after some fantasticsex, starting with me in my panties, I confessed to her.