No honey, you didnt hurt your stevie weavie.. I said smiling, and her almost tear filled eyes, gleaming that i used her term for me…almost made her ...mile. i explained…you didnt hurt me, actually it felt like heaven…, you see – I made something called cum…for your hand…it was so soft, and it felt so good while I was asleep, while you were touching me, you know there – I actually thought you were your mother, and myu body responded by wanting to make a baby, and so my thing, it got hard…and. Well, to be exact, there were two persons, but only one who could access the internet, pop onto "Abby pays up on poker night", and clear off the history log. I'd looked over the sheet the kid had printed out for me before I got home; two websites, erotic stories, a few hits on one day, then the same a couple days later, just like that. I looked at my calendar; she'd be logged on when I was out, two days a week usually, just in the past month. Their laptop had been going to work with Jack for a. From time to time I would meet one of my chat friends while on the road. Debbie (might not be her real name... then again, it just might be) lived in the Detroit area. Canton, Michigan to be exact. She was somewhat younger than me, and happily married. We chatted about all sorts of naughty things and created a real friendship online.Eventually, I had to travel to Ann Arbor (not too far away) for a few nights. I got a hotel near her house and we agreed to meet for real. She came to my hotel, but. He hold my hand and told I love you, I was just quiet and blushing.He was just being romantic and was little bit uncomfortable. I asked him he is not in comfort mode. He then said, he need me like his wife. I told I am now acting your wife only. He said not that I know you are doing but I want you as my wife, can you get ready like my wife he said. Then I told how? He said you get rid of your facial hair and dress like my wife. I have my wife’s lot of cloths you can use them. I was quiet for.