It was late 1996, just before Christmas, that mum and dad were returning home via Mousehole Ln. and a truck skidded off the road, hitting thei... car, killing both of them instantly. I was so distraught and my husband could offer me nothing at all. I became further depressed and my marriage was falling apart quickly. I was still constantly beaten by my husband but had nowhere to go. Matthew was living all alone in mum and dad’s old house after their tragic death. One night Sam came home. Anyway, I couldn't stand to go back to my shell of a life. So we started seeing each other regularly, snatching moments where we could. I would meet him and we'd have lunch together, or I would have to run to the store for something - anything we could think of to spend a few precious minutes together. When Mark took his trip to Los Angeles for his tech conference it was glorious - we had four whole days together!" she said. I could see her eyes light up talking about her lover from clear. .meet a girl like you. You must look so pretty. What are you wearing?BASHFUL VOICE: A new green satin blouse with a high ruffled neck and a plum flowered skirt, yellow stockings and pink pumps with 5 inch heels.SV: (In an uncertain tone) Oh yes, honey. It sounds wonderful. (Sounding a bit more sure) I like thinking about what you have waiting under that under that skirt for me. Tell me all about it.BV: (Sounding excited) I do have a charming black lace slip with little flowers around the bodice. Then we'd go home and fuck like rabbits.They had theme nights, and the leather and bondage night really pushed our boundaries. She's always liked to play at being dominant, and I've always enjoyed it. We watched a femdom scene unfold on stage in front of us, a husband getting fucked by his wife with a strap on. My wife reached over and squeezing my cock, whispered in my ear, would you do that for me? I came in my pants, she laughed wickedly. She'd been using a dildo on me for awhile, but never.