Let's go somewhere more comfortable"I took his hand and led him upstairs to my bedroom, where we kissed again as I undid his belt, then knelt in front...of him to slide down his jeans and boxers. His cock looked lovely, glistening with my pussy juices, and I took the base in my hand then the tip in my mouth, before sliding my mouth slowly down the shaft. "Let me undress you first," he said. He stepped out of his jeans and boxers, and quickly removed his tshirt. He stepped forward to kiss me. Thanks to the hypnosis, I'd lost trackof time. But I was aware as I watched on my cell phone as my bankaccounts were drained, erotic pictures were posted to vanilla sites,getting me banned from Facebook and Instagram. I vaguely recall as myphone broke my lease one day and bought a train ticket to New York City.All of my regular cocks stopped by to give me a good by fuck, and then Iwas delivered to the train station in my town.I didn't even know that we had a train station in Beaumont.Master had. Peter loved what I bought, he was practically drooling as I showed him the minuscule g-strings and quarter cup bras, the stockings and thigh high leather boots had his tongue on the floor especially when I told him they were for bed!The gown fitted me like a second skin, the built in bra lifted my boobs and displayed my generous cleavage to it's full advantage and the built in underskirt meant that I could wear stockings without any lines showing,"Kathy you look sensational" And you look so. It always does." What are you talking about?" Pick any of our friends who's had an affair. Just look at them. They're different. Their relationships are different. Somebody always gets hurt." I didn't say I wanted to do this," Russ said, again, surprising me."Shut the fuck up, Russ," I said, nastily. "You and I both know the truth."The truth was that Carolyn fascinated my husband."If she wasn't married, and I wasn't married to you," he'd confessed to me, "I'd put a four engine rush on her."It.