She needed some more stylish clothes. At least a few skirts that came above her knees. We drove to Bloomingdales, and I buttonholed a sales associate ...nd told her what I had in mind for mom and warned her not to let mom near the business attire. To my surprise, mom started to have a good time and was very pleased with a number of the outfits that the sales associate picked out and mom modeled for me. We bought the obligatory LBD (little black dress) and six other outfits she could mix and match. I croaked that I desperately needed nutrition. Six protein shakes later, I was starting to feel towards normal, but was still very nauseous, sad, and alone. I begged off being debriefed until I could recover somewhat. Secretly, I also needed time to get my story straight.A couple of days later, when I was fully awake and alive but still in painful, lonely withdrawal from the being, I told my fake story. I told them that the being had investigated my digestive system with instruments, and it had. Light headed I rolled off of her. We spooned for quite a while, talking. She asked me about my girlfriend. I explained that our relationship was one of convenience. Pretty much sexless and that I was not sure that I even loved Penny.Linda told me she could relate. She too was in a sexless marriage. Jeff and Linda had been hooking up for some time. He knows she's always looking for some new meat. "When hubby is away on his many business trips. I go out and play. After you drove me home that day. I headed down the narrow walkway between the house and the neighbors bushes contemplating that when I got home I would masturbate replaying the evening with my teacher in such a way that she would give in to me. We would do it in front of the fire.I noticed that the kitchen window had light coming from it and light also showed through the next window. That window was what I thought to be the spare bedroom. As I looked in I saw a very naked Ms. Baker laying on her back on the bed. My half hard.