David, who’s laying next to her on the other side, wakes up and Dwayne quickly puts his hand tightly over Sherrys mouth and commands her, “Shut th... fuck up or your husbands going to pay.” Sherry quickly stops & Dwayne turns on the tape. I guess he already had it forwarded to her willing looking part, for she starts to cry. “Shut the fuck up nig or would you like us to put this on the Internet?” “No, please! Don’t!”, my wife begs. Dwayne leans down to where his face is touching hers, licks her. She was pleasantly surprised when she found him seated, fully dressed and waiting for her. She guessed he was in his early fifties, dark brown hair with a little gray, soft blue eyes and quite distinguished looking. He stood and offered his hand and she shook it. Gentle grasp by smooth hands. Warm smile. He offered her a seat and sat opposite her as he spoke. “I want to explain the reasons for my requests,” he said. “My wife died eight months ago and I’m very lonely. We had a wonderful. She raised her hand to flip her hair over her shoulder, on each side.“I think I’d better keep my shirt on for now,” she remarked, again clearly not expecting any comment.Darn. I had been hoping, although not consciously, that she would continue, removing her t-shirt and, who knows, maybe even her bikini top. Even with her bikini top on, her breasts would be very pleasant to watch. But hidden under the t-shirt I had to use my imagination more than I had hoped.Mom seemed to drift off to sleep. I look to make sure her car is there. Sure enough, she's home! Stage two shaping up. We climb the stairs-I see her blinds pushed to make a viewing hole. I smile and that hole disappears. "I've got a surprise for you" I say in a sing song manner. "Be a good boy and go to the bedroom and wait there for me. Now we have red Oriental silk rope, and I have been practicing my knot tying skills in his absence. Time to put them to the use. I enter the bedroom topless, wearing only a black thong and.