"We talked for awhile longer I don't know what came over me but I agreed. Since moving here this was actually the first time I was having fun. I calle... my husband and he was okay with me coming home tomorrow. I booked a motel room across the street and paid cash. I moved my car behind the motel so it could not be seen, just in-case.We went back to the bar and had several more drinks. I met some of James and Jerome's friends and they were all very nice, a little touchy feely when dancing. I used to go over his all the time, he had a large garden nursery in Yorkshire. We used to have fires, camp out, play around the greenhouses after dark, go on bike rides and adventures. It was the summer holidays, we had been playing out all day, riding our bikes through the countryside. When we got back to the house, Dylan's parents and sister were getting ready to go out to the village for tea, it was 30 minutes away. As me and Dylan sat on the sofa we were both told to go in the shower by. Given that Oriana was a small girl it wouldn’t have been too much trouble for Ashley to hold her there for a while. Ashley was able to rock Oriana slightly on the strap-on but that was about as much as she could do in that position. “Ohhhhh A-Ashley!” She moaned before she started shaking uncontrollably. “Tim, ah,” my sister groaned “get the fuck over here and fuck the shit out of this girl!” I approached warily, realizing that my cock had become incredibly hard. Oriana had her eyes closed. "Iknow all the signs. And feeling a suspender stud on your thigh onlyconfirmed my idea. It only proved what I already knew! You know how Iknew, sweetie? Do you?" Her probing voice prompted him to dumbly shake hishead, still in shock."My husband. Neil, my husband. He was like you, sweetie. He liked girls'things. Pretty things". Her voice continued, rhythmically, hypnotically."He liked wearing them. Panties, stockings. Dresses, and makeup. Longhair, long nails and pretty earrings. Just like you,.