“You go ahead Lidia. I can wait.” I offered, flopping down on the couch, content to sit and cool down with my drink.“Thank you Jake” Lidia sa...d earnestly, and handed Rach the mostly empty glass as she headed for the stairs.Rach watched Lidia go, then, seeing the coast was clear, bounced over and hoped onto me, her knees coming to rest to either side of me on the couch.“I can see you had a good time” she said softly, looking down between us at her favorite part of me. She reached out and. Graham lived 40 miles away and was widowed and we agreed to drive over on the Friday evening for an hour.Graham didn’t really respond on what he liked or ask any questions about what he could do. We basically said lets just see what happens on the night.Well my wife has a favourite pair of skimpy pink knickers which she wore under a black short skirt with no bra and a olive green type blouse. She was nervous but excited as we drove to the address.Upon arrival Graham let us into his tiny flat. He does. Go, tell him to edit the document and then let you know I am going to read it. Today.”“Ok...” Talia said, and after a second got up and went to update their shared doc and tell Mason to delete anything he didn’t want Peter to see. Talia knew that she could delete some of her own stuff if she wanted to, the really private stuff, the ones where she admitted her most secret needs, but even though she really didn’t want Peter to read all of her thoughts, there was a big part of her dying. I wore a short brown wig that really made my blue eyes pop. My wife went all out getting me into costume with fake eye lashes, press on nails, perfume and lipstick. In order to really get me to look the part she promised to swallow my load after the Trick-or-Treating was done if I would shave my legs, arms and cock. In the 30 years we have been married I could count on one hand how many times she swallowed so a little shaving certainly wasn't going to stand in the way of a blowjob where I could.