I can always claim that I need to go shopping for golf-related items as an excuse to get out. We agree to meet. Later that evening, I am in bed and al...ost asleep when Elaine comes home. She has clearly been drinking wine tonight, because she is tripping as she removes her shoes and clothing. She also has on way too much perfume, something I didn't notice earlier when she left. It isn't one of her usual two scents, but it's intoxicating in its own way. As soon as she undresses, she heads for the. You are a woman – I have noticed – and you have feelings, and if you wanted to swing or cuckold him, you would never in a million years want to do it with me.’ She opened her mouth but I was in full spate. ‘In any case, I do have some morals, and even if you asked me yourself, I would refuse you. You are married, committed, and should be faithful to Gary, no matter how stupid he is! ‘Does that make it any clearer to you?’ I’m afraid the tone was sarcastic. ‘Yes, Rod, it does,’ she said, rather. Both got up and hugged each other passionately for about a min and I played with her boobs to drink her milky boobs. Just pushing her on the bed climbed her from back holding her boobs which were facing down I was rubbing my dick between her ass line and kissing her back biting it slowly made her wild. She made me sleep and got on top of me making my dick way into her pussy and she started riding on me at the same time I was still playing with her boobs pressing them.After about 5 min I took. Tim finally stopped crying,and I asked what had started it.Tim told me of the conversation he had with my mom and my brother. He said he'dasked grandma if I was becoming a faggot. He told me that TJ had said he mightkill me if he said the wrong thing. He told me he was scared, and finally, hetold me he loved me."So," I said, "you want to know if I'm a faggot?" I barked a short ugly littlelaugh. Tim flinched at the sound. "Son, I just don't know. I don't know what Iam anymore. I sure as hell.