Was it the alcohol that was numbing her senses, or did she truly enjoyed it? Had Jim seen the kiss? Did she want to do it again? Jim was not sure what...he had just seen. Had he just watched his wife being kissed by another woman? The two of them had never had sex with anyone else. The beer was having an effect on him too. He needed to clear his head. He walked over to the edge of the dock and pissed into the lake like his new friend had. He wondered how Pat would react to being kissed by another. Also during the day he could practice the art of applying make-up; for Margo's approval later.This was the kind of thing Margo enjoyed sharing; that and his cock. And so evenings at home were spent trying out her wardrobe on him; as a form of foreplay to sex.Margo thought he really looked attractive in a smart office blouse and a short formal skirt with heels. Wearing crutch-less tights allowed for his lunch-box while giving his shapely legs that sheen to set them off.They could easily go into. "Whack!"Twelve, I'm sorry Master."Whack!"Thirteen, I'm sorry Master."Whack!"Fourteen, I'm sorry Master."Whack!"Fifteen, I'm sorry Master." Very good, whore. Now kiss the crop and then suck it."I kissed the crop and licked it like a cock. The good news was that my cock was no longer straining against the chastity devise. The bad news was that my ass was burning and tears were starting to run down my face. I continued to lick the riding crop until Master inserted the handle in my mouth and I. Steve said, "This kind of crap is your department- you like Whodunits."It was true- I had loved mysteries since I was a kid. Half the time Ihad wanted to be Nancy Drew. I said to come over for dinner that night(if I could eat) and I would show him the report on the family. As I wasgetting ready to leave, Diane came up to me with a man that looked kindof like her and said, "What the hell are you going to do about findingour Grandmother's killer? It's probably him any way," and pointed to theman.