"Er, they do look verynice and glamourous, Mrs Thomson" I said. "Well, what are you waitingfor then, Petula, darling - we're all dying to see how you...get onwalking in them, now you've got your nice grown-up looking wig on!"It was really show-time now, with all those girls and of course MrsThomson waiting for me to strut my stuff around the lounge. To behonest, I wasn't feeling so humiliated now I had the Helen Shapiro wigon and looked like a young lady again. The challenge was now to. My head resting against the crux of your neck and shoulder, the smell of sex on your very skin. My lips brushing the back of your neck lightly in a gentle kiss. How I enjoy just being next to you, holding you close. My leg moves on top of yours and they entwine as we shift sleepily, and I drift off into dreams again. Again I wake, dozy, still dark, except for the steaks of moonlight caressing our forms. I turn over again and your back is to me. I place my hand on your hip and lightly trace. " "Oh, I can't believe that dear, I just cannot." "It is true, Madame, such pleasures as you have given me are all I know." I started putting the straps on and I knew I was going to fuck her but good tonight. "Now Elise, I shall be very gentle at first, but you will enjoy this very much, and I will give you the fucking you need, and you will be our little toy from here on out, do you understand me?" "Oui, oui!!!" Mich was panting at the thought of it, and Lillian's eyes had lit up at the. I wanted you both to know what he was like. I wanted to stop your marriage going the way of the others.”“What did Pete say?” I asked, my voice trembling as tears began to run down my cheeks.“He said it was up to you to decide. He told me what had happened; about your freedom and his, and what had to happen if you were to stay married.”“What else did he tell you?” I asked, praying that even during pillow talk Pete wouldn’t have let slip about our Hotwife – Cuckold arrangement.“That you both had.