I grab a blanket, and head out to hurry to meet you. I join you in the car.As soon as the car gets out of the main traffic, I raise my hips and wiggle...as I pull up my dress, I turn sideways in seat exposing my pussy for you to see. "Yes honey let me see your pussy, open them a little wider", I am eager to comply. Your strong but gentle hand reaches across to touch me, Your big finger oh so lightly touches me sending shivers down my spine. You are barely touching me and yet I feel each brush of. Toward the end of my self-imposed solitude, I heard the doorbell ring early one evening. I was sat in the TV room with a nearly empty bottle of scotch in one hand and the TV remote in the other. I was not really watching some inane rubbish that was on the large monstrosity my dear wife had insisted we buy, as I drunkenly cursed her, her father and everyone else who fucking knew her. Hoping beyond hope that it was my wife returning to me so she could explain it had all been a mistake and she. "Don't blame me for what happened to you. Madam was punishing you for something you'd done!"The spirit sagged out of the cook. "Yes, Miss. I'm sorry, Miss." She turned to the door, asked: "Is there anything else you'd like?"Doris started to shake her head, then changed her mind. "Yes, tell George I want to see him."Mabel looked startled. "Now? Here?" Yes," said Doris, putting sugar and cream into her coffee then sipping it, "right away."The venom came back into Mabel's face. "Yes, Miss," she. She knew that he wanted to masturbate with her,and that he was pretty hard up.When Mike came home, he took a shower, then put on his usual sweatpants and shirt. Later that evening, Mike and Beth were on the couch. Beth was sitting with her feet on the couch, reading a book. She was wearing her aqua-blue robe. When Mike wasn't looking, Beth opened up her legs revealing her nice little pussy. When he looked, he smiled knowing she was no longer having her period. "So when were you going to tell.