I had no sooner closed the door and Kim was all over me. She franticly unzipped my shorts and fished out my hard dick and began to jerk it off while f...rcing her tongue down my throat.I grabbed a couple of handfuls of her ass and pulled her tight to me and ground my hard on against her belly. I could feel her hard nipples pressing against my chest like a pair of cherries. I let my right hand drift a bit lower and slid my middle finger into her pussy. She was dripping wet and my finger felt. We were fairly happyand I managed to dress up occasionally when she was out at work. I didshift work so was at home some days when she was working.When we had been married for fifteen years or so I plucked up courageand told her of my desires to dress. She allowed me to for a while butnever really accepted it and soon I stopped it, even though I carriedon in secret. She caught me several times with the ensuing rows.After a while, whenever we had an argument or any falling out shestarted. Laying thebills on the counter and shaking the package I opened it giving myself apaper cut "of course". Inside was a small sandstone pillar that lookedlike candle stand with a row of strange symbols on it and a note. I readthe note," Happy B' Day Jer, I saw this in a street stall it looked like the oldcrap you like to collect so I got it for you."Lyle is a real friend even though he is dumb as a bag of rocks and I amnot going to make light of his gift even though there is no. Love your prick, Walter! Fuck me, fuck me..." Get out," Patty hissed."Oh, shit!" the girl said.The girl leapt off the bed, making Walter's cock slide out of her pussy with an obscene popping sound. Patty advanced on her menacingly. Thirty seconds later, the anonymous little slut was gone, having set a potential world record in wiggling into her clothes and dashing down the stairs.She was alone in the house with her son again. Patty stood at the foot of the bed, breathing hard, staring at her.