We sorted out my wife's work papers and she started working as a nurse. She had to work the 7pm to 7 am shift.The first night she had to work I had th... k**s take their baths and got them off to bed. I jumped in the shower myself and then got ready for bed in my cutoff sweat pants and a tee-shirt. I decided I would watch some TV and settled into the overstuffed reclining chair.After a little while I glanced to my left and Carrie was standing there. She said she was scared and wanted to cuddle up. Then Zaire came in me. I thought it was over but as soon as he untied me he pushed me down. He stuffed hi cock in my mouth.“Suck it baby”I began to suck his limp dick as one hand messaged his balls. Zaire grabbed my hair and pressed my face against him as he became hard. He started throat fucking me. I gasped for air every chance I got. I never knew my man could be so rough. I moaned as I licked was I could as he thrusted. It slated several mines me on my knees gasping as he fucked me. He. It’s just a quick thing. Played just once. Rather than seeing it in slow motion it happens naturally. Everything is real time. It happens and it’s over.Messy. But over.The biggest shock is seeing yourself, knowing it’s you. Knowing you ain’t there anymore. It’s something the newly deceased has to get used to.Being dead.It can be a shock!It was a shock to me I have to admit. For some it can take a long time to come to grips with the new state of being ... or of not being. Of course, that is. I ran the red lipstick acrossmy lips three times, then spritzed myself with her perfume. With abrush and a few quick strokes, my hair fell back into place easily andI knew I was ready, at least on the outside. I took the black purse,started to move my things into it when I saw an old wallet of hers. Igrabbed it, put my stuff in it, then stuffed it into the purse alongwith my lipstick. One last look in the mirror, and I drew in a deepbreath before I walked down the stairs. Not having an.