“I...” she started as she stuck her head through the curtain, and then pulled it back just as quickly. “I am a lady, I do not do things like tha...!”“Bullshit! You and I both know you were looking, no you were staring at me!” Standing John walked to the curtain, “You are a pervert yourself!”“No, I...” she started then stopped when she was face to face with him. Shaking her head she continued, “I am a lady just you remember that! I would never do the disgusting things you have I...”Growling John. .” the pause seems interminable, “take her… then, you need to lube up first.”She stands up, her fingers wrapped around the shaft of the girlcock. She opens the tube of lube and slowly dribbles the liquid over the head of the shaft.“The good thing about this one is the base presses into you so you get the pleasure too while you are fucking your lover.” She pushes it into me, wanking it as she steps closer to me, smearing the lube all over the purple girlcock as she slides her hand back and forth. M... HERE IT COMES I remember as soon as she left my heart was racing-like I was being teased senseless. So to take the edge off, I decided to masturbate. It also helped to pass the time by while waiting for her to call. I knew the bar closed at 2 .a.m. either way. Usually when she'd go out, she'd close the bar down, and like clock work she'd call around 12 midnight. However, on this particular night, she had called between 11:30 and 12:00 midnight and said "it's dead boring at this. I gave him $200 cash and a list of shops. Wife was to get her hair, makeup, and nails done, and buy some sexy lingerie and underwear.Early Saturday morning they arrived for coffee and a light breakfast. Wife looked more attractive than ever and I told her so. Her self-confidence was beginning to build. I explained that I wasn’t a professional counselor but I had been to some myself, and had quite a bit of experience with relationships. If I thought they needed it, I wouldn’t hesitate to.