"Have you already checked with Mrs. Morgan?" I had a gut feeling she had and pushed down another finger."Yeah she said she'd bake a cake and make some...cookies and..."I wiggled my fingers and she fell into a hopeful silence."All mom's agree?" I pushed a finger down."All but Sue's but she will we know she will and..." She stopped looking at my hand again, her own hands now clenched in prayer under her chin."And what time is it over and I have my house back?" I ask trying to look stern.Her faced. We went in the office to tidy up the paper work when the lady doing the job seemed to be flirting with me, even Donna smiled and winked at me. she was Vanessa, looked around 45, I later learned she was 52, slim but had a little tub hung over her jeans, nice average size tits and shoulder length brown hair.As we completed the sale she told us that someone would call up the day after for a survey to see if we need any work doing before the fire could be fitted. The day after Donna and I waited in. I finished this all up with longFrench manicured finger nails. And my favorite wig in an auburn color.Long shoulder length. Earrings and some of my wife's other jewelry .Iwas in heaven for about 2 hours a I was trying to explain about this as best as I could. You see I wassupposed to be with her on one of her horse weekends with our friends. Itold her that I had to be on call all weekend and could not be gone. Iwas not doing so well at the explanation part. What see did not know wasthat I had. ” was Helen's response.“I'm sorry mum. I thought that, maybe, you'd understand.”“Oh! I understand all right. I'm just shocked that you are a bigger slut than your mum. Do we other girls get fucked at this orgy?”“Of course. For as long as the men can get their dicks up.”“Oh! My god!”After dinner Wendy and I watched while John stretched Helen's arsehole before fucking her. I'm not sure who enjoyed that fuck most, but judging by the sound effects they both had magnificent orgasms. When they had.