Just make sure you're sitting on the skirt!"Grumbling, Alf made sure he did just that. And, when he was down, he pulled at the short hem of the skirt,..."See?! See the gap of bare skin before the stockings! That's where the cold comes in!" That's another reason I like to wear long dresses," Lisa Douglas confided to him."Oh: It's fine for you to wear long dresses, but the help has to wear mini skirts!" Quiet!" his sister said. "We already said short skirts was Haney's idea!" Just like a man," Alf. I’d already told my wife that I was playing golf all weekend from Friday, and making sure that one of my golf buddies would confirm the story. Friday morning arrived, I had breakfast on my own, my wife had already gone to her mothers, who lived just short of a hundred miles away. My golf buddy rang me just as I was loading the car with my clubs, nosy neighbours, they would tell her that they had seen me load them up and what time I set off.My buddy Chris told me that my wife had rung him before. She let out a deep breath, then took a large gulp of air, I felt her lips engulf my cock. She took my whole cock into her mouth and started moving up and down.Like before when she was sucking on me it felt good, but this time I knew where my dick had just been and it wasn't long that the friction her mouth and tongue made sent me orgasming again. I tried to push her off my dick because it had become ultra sensitive. She fought to stay on and keep her movement going. I hadn't even calmed back. ”“Who would I tell?” I asked in what I thought was a rhetorical manner.“You’ve been chummy with that blogger and this is huge news,” Liz said.“Oh, shit no!” I said. “I drop him an inconsequential tidbit or two about you but I would never reveal anything about anybody else. First off, their personal lives are none of my business – and none of anybody else’s business. It’s too bad that they’re splitting up but it can’t really be a surprise. A couple can’t really grow if they’re always apart.”“I.