I want to introduce Helena my future wife. We are getting married week Thursday. Would you like to come to the wedding?”His wife quickly replied “...e would like to attend, but I’m having a women operation on that day. But thank you anyway.”After a few more drinks and chit chat Fred and Helena left for town. On the return journey Fred said “I wanted to personally ask them but they never leave this place for anything. Anyway I am glad I have seen them.” Helena knew this was Fred’s day.Fred took. His cock was hard and sticking straight out. It was about six inches and on the thin side, smaller than my nine thick inches which was straining to be free. I moved in and kissed her again as I undid her bra freeing her nice 34B tits. I fondled them as we kissed. What a beautiful body and face I thought. I guessed her to be about forty and him fifty. This truly was my lucky night.***My husband stripped me. Matt then kissed me and freed my tits. His cock was pressing into my stomach. I had to. I turned my hand back and forth and discovered a very small hole near the toe seam and a quarter inch wide run along the sole of the foot. “Ha ha! So she got a run when she went stocking footed in the Showroom!” I thought. I brought my pantyhose covered hands to my face and inhaled deeply. No foot odor. Well, she had been wearing slides so it made sense there would be no foot smells.I began slipping the pantyhose from my left arm when I thought I noticed a difference in the appearance of the. My heart dropped, that was the Principal, Mr Phillips. I was screwed, if my dad found out I knew he would take the belt to me. My dad was the pastor for our very ultra conservative church, he did not think twice about corporal punishment. And in his own words faggots can be beaten straight, faggots should be beaten straight and faggots will be beaten straight. He once caned me because I picked up $2 I had found because he considered it cheating. I was shaking thinking of what he would do to me.