I tweaked lightly at her erect chest, pulling her nips into a longer state, whilst sliding my other hand up and down her spine and then holding the ba...k of her head to deepen the kisses we shared.She began to tug at my own T-shirt and I released her enough so that she could pull it over my head. We re-engaged and I felt her sliding her hands over my now sweating chest as I returned my hand to hers. The heat of the day adding to the heat of our own bodies we stayed locked together at the mouth. And as she slapped me hard she spoke.“From now on you will always tell me when you want to wear my sissy clothes. Do you understand panty boy?” She said.“Yes!”, I cried. “Yes, yes.”“And you want cock too?” She suddenly asked. “I’m not gay, if that is what you are thinking. I just like to dress up in women’s clothes. It’s a very liberating feeling. I still want to make love to you. I still want you, I still love you.” I said.My wife kissed me and we lay down together as she stroked my cock in. The car was too large to fit in any of the free spaces, so we had to block another car."We'll leave a note," Chloe said, and she did, scribbling down her aunt's apartment number and leaving it on the windshield."The back door is always locked," she said, so we walked out along the covered alley to the narrow street and along the front of her aunt's building. Then we climbed flagstone steps to a stout wooden door. Next to the door, a metal plate with a row of numbered buttons was set in the. Brien was able to beat Chet in a head to head match by 1 or 2 shots but was still a little erratic with his consistency. It would take some lucky shots by the Tripp men to beat Ben and Chet together. The game was on with Dar laying down an ounce of gold and Brien laying down an ounce of silver. Ben and Chet took the bet and matched the coins. Inga was with them. She too had gotten her weight right where she wanted. Inga held the purse.They got to the fourth hole with Dar and Brien both down two.