By Thursday my pussy is all healed up. That evening, I am wearing a dark red silk slip that comes down to mid thigh. Under it, nothing. That is quite ...bvious since the silk glides over my every curve, and shows off every little crease and bump. Two of the bumps are not little and are very erect. He is wearing his favorite blue silk pajama bottoms."Are you going to play with your toy tonight? I am all healed up" I ask him with a playful smile"I have plans for you for tonight, and for the weekend. Even those who 'worked out' had no real knowledge of what kind of conditioning his MO required. He had once happened upon a Kung Fu 'expert' on one of his expeditions. The poor fool ended up being his only fatality. Luckily for Sean because his modis operandi so clearly showed no violence he was never connected to that death.The woman before him was now weeping uncontrollably, which was a shame. He would have to wait until she got control of herself before proceeding with her corruption. Taking. I even asked him about the possibility of her joining us one day and he said no as she did not know that he was bisexual and was fucking the k** who lived next door.But this one day......I was home alone and was doing some chores in the backyard when he stuck his head over the fence and whistled at me. I went over and stood there with the fence between us and kissed for a few minutes and he wanted to know if I wanted to come over and go to bed with him.Of course I said yes and very soon I was. Then little more than a day later both Bradley and Rachel were waving us ‘Bon-Voyage’ as we set off in a cab for the Airport.Brad’s story ~The unexpected phone call from Robert felt like a vivid rainbow casting out my dark clouds.For some time I’d been despondent with myself; having messed up things with Linda on that night in the alley-way; which till then had been running like an erotic wet dream.I’d never been a Milf chaser as such; my fantasy of choice was young pussy; but when I discovered.