Dressed very nicely, skirt and blouse, hair done up nicely. She wore very little makeup, just some lipstick.“I live across the street in the Heritag... Apartments.”We walked to her building and at the front door, she made to take the bags from me.　I offered, “Let me take them to your apartment. I promise not to hit on you and I’m not an axe murderer, “ and chuckled.　She sort of chuckled too. She unlocked the door and we walked to the elevator.　We went up to her 9th floor apartment. She unlocked. Even when they were sitting in bed reading the paper I would notice that their toes or fingers touched silently, almost casually. They weren't caressing touches, just contact. They were holding hands now as they stood in my office.The third thing was that it seemed the stronger I got, the more confident I was in the dominating role they seemed to want of me, the more assertive they got. Their announcement of first wife / second wife was only the beginning. That's also the reason I found myself. I used that material to put together a set of instructions for Dr Worthington. Then about midday I got a frantic call from Denise.“Kevin, can you help me? My mom fainted a little while ago. She’s awake now but can’t drive and I’m insisting that she go to the emergency room, but she can’t reach any of her friends to drive. Could you, please?”I rushed right over. Denise’s mom was a pleasant lady in her early 40s, I think. Her name was Kasey Roberts. She looked a little pale but she said she felt. Hazel knows exactly what to do to me and when to do it, and I'd like to think that she feels the same about me.We didn't stop pleasuring each other for maybe three hours or so. It was fucking wonderful. I drove home, and I actually convinced myself that I was completely in love with her. Once a week on a Monday night was not enough for either of us.When I got home, Gary was still awake and wanted to know all the details, but he was so pissed that he couldn't raise it, and I wasn't in the mood.