I leaned in close and stopped a couple of inches away from her face.“What are you doing?” Now she sounded a little nervous. But I knew she trusted...me.“I’m going to kiss you.”“But, you are married?”“It’s only a kiss. This way if the topic comes up, you can honestly say you have kissed a girl.”She didn’t reply, but she also didn’t pull away. I just stayed right there and touched her face gently, stroking her cheek. She just looked me right in the eye, no sign of a problem, any embarrassment, or. Mike told his landlady when she pulled up to his trailer. "I can do yard work or maintenance or whatever you need." 'Good!' She said as she climbed the steps and entered his trailer. He hadn't been keeping up on the housework, the trailer having clothes lying about, the sink piled with dirty dishes, and Mike was a bit embarrassed as she looked around. 'I am sorry for the mess ma'am.' He stammered a bit as he turned and started to pick up laundry piled in one corner. "I didn't think I would. ..to find another man.I heard the door open and a stocky black man came out. He was shocked to see the bride to be bent over, her legs spread apart and her son milking her tits but when he overcame that shock I motioned him to come over and help me. No more words were needed. The man lifted my mother's bridal gown over her hips exposing her red stockings and big ass with cum still oozing out of her pussy. He started entering her cunt but I stopped him. "No! She needs it in her ass"The man. " What about your children? They need their mother and father." I don't know, Dad. I haven't had time to think anything out yet. Look, I've been faithful in this marriage; it's Sue that's been putting it about. Ask her your bloody silly questions, not me."My parents really loved Susan. They had always thought that the sun shone out of her arse and I began to get the nasty impression that I was going to finish up as the villain of this piece.Susan turned up home around lunchtime on Saturday. She.