I'll be off soon". The priest remained engrossed in the parish accounts and did not lift his head. But there was one further duty Mrs Robertson had ta...en upon herself to perform before leaving for home.The housekeeper got down on her hands and knees and crawled under the table to where the priest was sitting. She reached where his legs were positioned covered by his cassock. Very gently she took the hem of his cassock and lifted it above his knees. Underneath, the priest was naked. Mrs. I wanted to carry on with our cuckolding but I knew that in the end I had to let it go because it would have destroyed us socially.” Abe stepped closer and rested his hand on her shoulder, “I will do my best not to get her pregnant,” he said. I looked up at him standing there so menacing with his huge erection, “But you have done it before,” I said to him. He nodded, “And also enjoyed it,” he replied. “It’s the ultimate form of cuckolding knocking up the cuckold’s wife.” I couldn’t really. " WHAT? Why would you do that?" I thought that after that accident you wouldn't want to ride anymore."I hobbled out into the garage and found the box I have for discards to DAV/Goodwill and retrieved four helmets along with two sets of leathers too small for me but good for loaners. I brought everything back into the mud room and replaced them.I turned to Lynne, "If I decide to quit riding, I will be the one to discard equipment." I said this very calmly and quietly since she didn't want to see. Though she had once been a respectable five foot six, she'd lost a couple inches in height to old age. All her hair had turned brown, then gray, then white. That's what happens to natural blondes.She'd raised three happy children who'd since become successes in life. Poor Marla, on the other hand, was stuck behind the same receptionist's desk she'd worked for thirty years.Her face, and much of her torso, was coated with wrinkles. While she'd once weighed a svelte 120 pounds, now she was up to.