Just relaxing’ she replied. She smiled to herself, she was fine, very fine. She finished her bath and towled herself dry. She was feeling fantas...ic, she walked out of the bathroom, naked, into the bedroom towards her husband who was sat on the settee reading the paper. She leant over from behind, her breasts brushing either side of his head. He leant back and they kissed, passionately. ‘Let’s go out, I feel like dancing’ she said. ‘OK’ replied her husband. ‘We’ll eat first though, yeh?’. "If you're comfortable with this and can keep it a secret then I'm willing to try."Kelly sat up and looked at Greg. "So you want me to be your little whore on the side? You get to fuck me whenever you please?". "I wouldn't describe it that way. Nothing else will change, I've always treated you with respect. I've always enjoyed your company. That isn't going to change.". Kelly shook her head. "Actually it does have to change and I'll be quite happy being your whore. However, your going. I'll probably end up shitting all over you."My heart skipped a beat, and then started beating faster, and I actually felt my half erect cock, still in her hand, stiffening. Just a few minutes ago, for the first time ever, I tasted someone else's shit. It was just a little bit, there on her breath, on her lips, and in her mouth. It was strong and nasty, but I liked it. I'd played with my own shit at times, less in recent years, but I knew my own dark flavor well enough. But someone else's... and. I was smart enough to stay out of this. I watched and sipped my coffee, having a bemused thought. And I knew that even though he regularly “bred” Holly by now, mentioning that would not be a smart idea.Mandy finished her breakfast first, and was flipping through the channels. “Where’s the parade?” she finally exclaimed, having passed channels 5 and 11 several times now.“Mandy, there’s no parade today, that’s tomorrow because today is Sunday. That’s why we get tomorrow off school also” I.