The lights were dim and she put on some odd music and handed me a joint. That’s why I had gone over to see her son. The moment my beer was empty, sh... had another in my hand. After awhile I noticed her son was still not home, but said he would be there soon She had go to the kitchen for a beer and then sat down on the floor. I had turned was and as I turn back I saw she was stretching, but something else was different. She has taken off her leggings and was just in a button up shirt. As she. "Well, what should I do to clean off?" Kaitlin was about to reply, but chuckled when Heather answered for her, by kneeling on the ground and managing to fit my cock in her mouth. She sucked a few times to get the excess semen out of my cock, and Kaitlin's pussy juices off of it. I almost got hard again, but I think my dick was done for the night. Or, just at least for now. "Nice work, Heather."She smiled an innocent smile. "I try my best!"We finished cleaning ourselves off, and I headed towards. ”I stopped. I must have missed some entry about me in my earlier skim. I thought I’d read a little further. Then thought again, I’ll go back. Here was something, January twenty-eighth. I pulled up the date on my IPhone, it was a Thursday.Here’s what she wrote, “Saw Mr. Schuster, Bob, tonight, we had coffee at the Starbucks. He said he had a young writer, a young woman with a great fiction story set in west Texas near the end of the Nineteenth Century. He had a copy for me, and asked me to read. Well... any husband really, would probably show weakness in dishing out punishment.” Hazel swallowed hard as he studied him. “I expect you would leave marks wouldn’t you?” He nodded. “That’s the advantage of having a wife whose husband allows her to explore her... well, you know.” “And you don’t have to worry about him finding out either.” Rod smiled. “It can lead to some awkward questions being asked if a wife goes home with a red bottom,” he responded, wondering if she had been in that.