He just needs some time." Mom?" I asked, although I didn't really know what I was asking."Look," she said, patting the seat next to her so I would mov... overthere. "We always thought something was going on. You were always alittle effeminate, you loved art, I don't know. You just weren'tterribly manly." That's for sure," I replied disgustedly. Even though I was good atsports, and dated lots of girls, everyone always looked at mequestioningly."Yeah," she went on. "Even after you married. It took about 20 minutes to get over there. Her car was parked near a gas station and the battery was dead. Mel was glad to see me, she was wearing a black pantsuit with boots and a black leather jacket that looked very sexy in the dark. I pulled my car up to give her a jump, but my battery juice wasn't strong enough. I offered to call AAA for a jump and it would take about 30 minutes for a truck to get there. I invited her into my car to wait for the truck. That's where my fantasy starts . .. And maybe on the way back we'll stop and do some grocery shopping. I'm sure you'll enjoy that."It was an incredibly humiliating experience and I absolutely loved it!Miss Heather parked her car on the far side of the parking lot from the mall entrance, and since it was only a little past six-thirty the sun was still well up in the sky, twilight wasn't even close. As I got out of the car to follow Heather, my super short shorts, my high platformed spike heeled pumps, the sissy tee-shirt and all. By the time it got dark, and we were settling down on the couch in the house, my husband had an obvious hard on. She sat next to him, and I sat on the love seat. She started a tickle fight with him, and she straddled his lap, then kissed him passionately. He resisted at first, then kissed her back, squeezing her butt, then he looked at me for approval. “It's okay babe, I want you to. I set this up just for you.” They started kissing again. Tracy was grinding her crotch into his. My husband was.