I covered the dildo in lube and I was stroking it. Then I faced her and hovered myself over the cock head and pressed it against my rosebud. “Oh my... this is so fucking thick.” I bumped against it a few times just to get my rosebud familiar with what I was going to be enjoying. I did this over and over again until I was able to press down on it. I felt the tip of the head push into my anus and then I felt a pop. The head of the dildo slipped in and it felt like heaven on earth. I just let it. Every few days he would bend her over a chair or table like her husband did, and she would feel a cock entering her barely used pussy. This one was about the same size as the invader at home. In just a few minutes the same surge of hot fluid happened inside her. She was then expected to clean off his shrinking organ. Nothing was said, it was just an expected household duty.She shared all this with her sister who said that such things were common for women doing that kind of work. There wasn’t. Today was different, though, because I knew I would soon get to see her bare feet! From the time we got to the mall, I was dying to go right to the shoe store. First we went here, and then we went there. We went everywhere in the mall except for the shoe store. I was beginning to think she forgot all about the sandals. I was getting frustrated.“Ready to go do some shoe shopping?” she asked. Was I ready? That was all I was thinking about! Trying not to sound too anxious, I responded,“Sure, now. My shoe size is larger so I had to invest in myown ankle boots, peep toe heels, strappy high heeled sandals, regular 3inch pumps and a pair of leopard print, 4 inch stilettos I found on saleafter Christmas. I told the girl they were for my wife but I don't thinkshe believed me.I slid some thigh high, white stockings up my legs. I don't want to feelbound in tonight in case something fun happens, if you know what I mean.Thigh highs give easy access and I don't have to struggle with pantyhoseand.