Ms.Lawrence's work on my hair was perfect as usual, curled and styled tovintage feminine perfection, my makeup was flawless, the long lashes,the eyesh...dow, the blusher, the diamond stud earrings in my now piercedears and the pearl necklace clasped around my smooth, perfumed andpowdered neck. The gloss red lipstick matched my expensive porcelainnail extensions and that color included my pedicure, the gloss redclearly evident even through the sheer nylon stockings at the toes of myopen toed. New buildings, some of which were to be housing for people who'd been inanother country when they were swapped to Richmond, needed to beconstructed. As well as another Coping Center, this one just outside thecity limits. Not to mention all the jobs that had been in progress, orplanned, before the world changed.My phone buzzed, drawing my attention away from the computer screen. Itwas yet another text from Carrie. I sighed and hit the phone icon nextto her name."Daddy," she said answering on the. "Wow! You drain me. Between your mouth and that big guy between your legs, my pussy is so sore. I think I'm going to call you, 'Bruce the Bull'. Wow!"Bruce: "Oh, I bet you tell all the guys that." Just the well endowed guys like you."Bruce: "Have you had many experiences? Oh, maybe that's not a proper question?" Oh, that's okay. I've had only a couple. All through high school, I went steady with this one boy, Paul. He was a star basketball and football player. God, he was well endowed, just. In their place, she was wearing a cupless corset of black leather, fingerless, black lace gloves that extended nearly to her elbow and a pair of shiny, thigh-high boots with four-inch heels. I’m sure I could not conceal the fountain of lust that was building inside me. My cock grew hard enough to cut diamonds just looking at her. Holy shit, this wanton slut – this was my wife? “Like it?” she purred. Her massive, unrestrained tits bobbed seductively as she strode over to the bed in her heels,.