Heather's husband, aside from being an unemployed bum, was also someonewho berated Heather constantly, telling her she was stupid, ugly, a poorcook, t...o skinny They had no sex lives, he was either drunk or outscrewing the town slut, leaving her home alone to raise their son. Ifthey had sex, he yelled at her and told her she was rotten in bed.She was a person who had a very high sex drive, so this lead to herhaving to please herself. She was too afraid of him to have an affair. Icouldn't. Her beautiful face was flawless and framed by her long straight blonde hair.I had to have her ... and I told her so.Her lips felt so good wrapped around my cock. She bobbed her head up and down, with her hands milking my shaft and playing with my balls. She was trying (with some success) to deep-throat me. About three-quarters of my cock was inside her mouth and throat before she gagged.We looked a sight - she was sitting in my chair, and I was leaning against the side of my desk with my. Erin sighed. "Wait here."She went to the trunk where my stash of female clothes was hidden andreturned 15 minutes later holding a Daisy Duke type middriff top and apleated miniskirt. She threw them at my feet."You can put these on, then finish cooking."I sat on the ottoman and began taking off one of the heels."You don't need to take those off. You need to get used to being inthem. Stand up and put your clothes on standing. No sitting or leaning."I fell twice putting on the skirt as my heel. “Your dad just left for a weekend fishing trip and won’t be back until Monday evening.”She didn’t react to the news and just sat there numb, lost in some dark corner of her mind.“Since we’re going to be alone this weekend, I thought maybe you and I could clean up the back yard. On Monday, the city will be picking up junk and other recyclable items in the neighborhood. Summer is coming soon and it would be nice if we could use the back yard to grill hotdogs and hamburgers, sleep under the night.