Summer vacation was officially underway and when I arrived home, my gorgeous wife Joy was outside tending to her rose garden. I parked the car in the ...riveway and as I walked over, I caught a glimpse of Haley walking into the house.Joy stood up and as I gently wrapped my arms around her slender waist. I naturally asked, “Have you talked to her yet?”“I definitely have, and she promised to not walk around the house in her underwear.”As I was about to ask how much longer she was staying, Haley. That's why I came here!" This could be some kind of trickery. I'm accusing you of witchcraft. If you confess it now, you can save yourself from some very bad experiences." "B-but if I confess that you will burn me at the stake!!" my voice was filled with fear and confusion. "Of course we will!" laughed Kirsten. "But this is an impossible choice! You'll torture me until I confess!" I almost cried in panic. "Not quite. Now you are able to say your pitiful lies; but when you suffer tortures that. And right onschedule, I would be going home 2 weeks after I checked in, in time forChristmas.Once I got home, all I wanted to do was stay in the house - I waspetrified to go anywhere. But my mother insisted that I had to get a haircut before Christmas. "There's no point you looking like a boy in theChristmas photos" she explained. So she took me to the mall and my shorthair was styled into a pixie cut. I hated to admit it, but it lookedcute.Of course, for Christmas, I was inundated with girly. Sometimes the wine is drizzled over my body and pussy and licked up. It is all so exciting and each time I have no less than 3 orgasms. Before our next encounter I email Chris. “I have such a strong desire to see your face and to be able to touch you as well.” The reply reads. “I am worried you won’t like what you see & we will no longer be lovers,” Chris replies. “Maybe I should be the judge of that. You certainly know what a woman wants and the most erotic ways to please one,” I reply. .