It was the stiff petticoats of themaid's outfit brushing against the panties ruffles. It was the tightlong line corset, squeezing and molding his body...and the dark seamedstockings attached to it that also contributed to his arousal. And,importantly, it was the fact that his wife, Sue, had dressed him thisway.Tom was not sure what had caused his wife's recent kinky behavior, allhe knew was that in twenty-four hours he had gone from a man whooccasionally liked his wife to put their small dildo in. This year, I plan on surviving being home alone for Christmas by celebrating the festive occasion with friends, albeit, friends who won’t drink much, eat much, and talk too much. My kind of friends. I’m tired of looking out at the neighbors and seeing their visiting company coming and going all day long. It makes me feel like a reclusive anti-social person not to be surrounded by well wishers during the holiday season. Where did my life go so wrong? What happened? I don’t deserve this. I’ve. ******************************** Looking down at her cell phone, Angel’s mind began to focus on the situation at hand. Her mother was the only person she had left. Everyone else had died in the fire. And those countless others had not been recovered or identified. No, she had to concentrate on the voice she heard during that call. She had to or she was doomed to walk into a bad situation, that would only get worse by the second. The fire was no longer visible from the window, all that was left. ” Patrick eyed his mom’s massive boobs hiding inside her dress. He could stare, because this was all just a dream. After he’d taken them in, he looked up into her wide brown eyes and saw the shock registered there. That’s when he realized he’d been parading around the house completely naked. This wasn’t a dream. He dropped the glass to the linoleum floor and it hit with a loud thud. Thankfully it didn’t break. He moved his hands over his dick to hide it from his mom. His real and angry mom. No.