It was what I had looked forward to, but I let her govern our relationship in that respect. The rules she set--no sex during the week--only after the ...ne night I took her out each weekend. It was just something that made my relationship unique with the person I finally asked to be my wife.When Shirley first divorced me, I let the house cleaning and repairs go and that is when I needed a housekeeper to get things back in order. Angie was gone, but I wouldn't let things go this time. It would be. Does that mean I can count on you to go to the party?"I'd known Claire for years, and thought I knew her fairly well. There was something in her voice that sounded desperate. Was there more at stake than she was admitting?"I'll check my calendar," I said, and heard a sigh of frustration.Over the next few days, Claire called often; wanting to know if I was going to be available to escort her friend to the party. I strung her along, learning more about her friend each time we talked. Phyllis was. As she turned to come out she saw the boy in her way. Hands went up to her tits and pussy as she retreated in the water just covering her nipples.This girl had a outstanding way of meeting boys too bad she was a lesbian. The boy stood up, he was about 5 foot 8 inches 160 pounds, 21 or so. next thing I saw amazed me. The bathing trunks went to the ground and a yellow stream of pee arched toward Kay. Since he was about 6 feet higher on the shore the piss hit kay right in the face. She was looking. I’ve taken everything for granted ... I didn’t work at school, I ended up getting a job I don’t even like, I’m married – and he’s nice and treats me well and all that, but, uh, I don’t feel like that’s forever ... I basically don’t think I’ve done enough with my life. And I want to start again ... Then I was on beastforum and I saw the ad for your show – and bingo, here I am ... Couldn’t resist. I know this’ll change everything. Everyone will treat me different. I’ll have to do things.