She is married, and has k**s, but whatever. I got home and checked out facebook, no reply on one of my comments, but whatever. Then a private message ...opped up. It read " whatcha doin?" I replied, " nothing". She then told me to tone down some of my suggestive comments, i told her i knew she liked them. She said she did, but didnt want to create any drama with the hubby. I told her all she had to do was let me see her naked. She replied- no way. I told her that was fine, signed off and went on. I hoped it would be me. We exchange amatuar clips we found on line and then discussed them. It was and activity we both enjoyed. We cherished the few hours our wives would leave the house so we could cam and jerkoff. Once in a blue moon, they would both be out and we could strip and slow stroke our day away. The weather broke and the day we met the temp rose to a wonderful sixty five degrees. We parked, he came to me and we sat exchanging small talk. We were much more relaxed and the. Quivering at the knees for a good 5 minutes…..then I plucked up the courage and tapped gently…..nothing……I tapped a bit louder….still nothing….so I tried the handle and the door swing open to show a massive playroom,,,with every whip, lash, leather cuffs, chains, everything to do with bondage you can imagine…..and Andrea sitting on a throne in just a pair of thigh length 6 inch heeled boots and cut bra so her marvellous breasts on show, and a cane in her hand ……bend over the horse…NOW !!! … oh. "What to say..." She shook her head slightly. "Emma, I have no romantic interest in Dennis Perkins. I think he's a good man, who is feeling his way towards meaning for his life, and I'm happy to be his friend. But that is all." He wants to ... to ... date me. What do I do, Dulcie?" Ah ... that I can't tell you. Only you can know that." I'm scared, Dulcie..." Come here, darling..." Emma shuffled across the room and Dulcie drew her into her arms. She held Emma close until she felt her relax. "Are.