I went in without knocking to see thatJohn was watching a program on applying make-up. He turned when he heardme, and I could see that he'd been expe...imenting with my eye make-up." That doesn't sound like John, he never said anything to me." Well that's not surprising is it? He'd be scared to death that his bestfriend would find out. Anyway, we had long gentle talk and I found outthat he was depressed because he thought it was so unfair that girlscould do things that boys couldn't, like wear. I’d come over, vacuum, do laundry, just help him with the house. You sort of took some of my work, but I still came over. The three of us used to sit on the porch in the evening and talk.”“I know. Helped me get over the divorce.”“I remember talking to just you. Your dad was in his garden.”“You asked how I was dealing with the divorce. What I liked that made me marry ‘er, what happened.”“I was awfully nosy. But I was learning about you.” She let the corners of her mouth turn up just a tiny bit.. She told by accepting the above rules we can proceed or else we’ll slowly break up and live a different life like a normal one. And also she promised me apart from our fantasies, she loves me and will take care of me thought our life. I accepted it because I was enjoying it deep inside my heart and I wanted to make her happy.She was turning into a hot wife. Slowly she becomes jealous of her friend because she was a slut and will enjoy her life at any possibility and her boyfriend is also a cuck. The cute brunette chained to her crotch was now looking up at her with big aroused eyes, partly covered by her long hair, and was breathing deeply from her pointless struggles against Sarah’s legs. And best of all, she had surrendered her freedom until tomorrow. That could be eighteen hours of pure heaven, depending on how far Amy would let her take it. “I think I might time lock you,” Sarah announced as she picked up her phone, “close my legs and not open them for say ten minutes.” Amy turned.