I send most of the money I make back to my wife, Fatima. We chat every week at least once or twice, but I get lonely; and after buying my own smartpho...e the year before, and shortly after that, a refurbished lap-top, I began surfing the net and looking at on-line porn sites in the evenings. Fatima would not be pleased that I do these things, but she doesn't know, and I keep it that way.While watching porn, I also came across a variety of 'chat-sites', and one evening I came across a young. One thing I absolutely refused to do was to get into a vehicle with someone who'd been drinking and/or getting stoned. And since I didn't enjoy walking home from places like the falls, I just avoided going with anyone where that was a possibility.This policy led to problems between Mike and I, and we already had more than our share of problems. Our relationship had changed since my return and Mike didn't care too much for it. I was no longer his trusty sidekick, willing to go along with. He said I looked good and asked if he could have a feel. I told him to go ahead so he came up behind me and put his hand on my ass. It felt good as he stroked in circles over my nylon covered behind and he, every so often, gave a bit of a squeeze. My cock was now really hard and I reached down to feel it through my tights and panties when I heard his flies opening. I looked round to see his long hard cock and he said that he was going to have to wank over the sight of my lovely ass. That was. Now help me into those boots she said . Again hanging on to the door to support she slipped her feet into the boots and I zipped them up. She stood up and walked over to the mirror on the back of her closet door. She steped back so she could see her entire outfit. She pulled the band out of her hair and let the blonde mane fall , she shook her head to fluff it up. She had it trimed today and now she sported bangs. The blonde hair framed her beautiful face. She said OK I'm ready and turned on.