The first night with Kat would be one of recuperation, the second night I would fulfill my manly duties with my first wife, and the third night would ...e a night of rest. Ella, to her credit, seemed to realize that there was only so much that I could take and controlled herself to a certain extent.To a third party it would look like I had the best of all worlds With Ella my nights were filled with unbridled passion and lust, and with Kat they were filled with tenderness and love. And for the. The third and final time happened on the night before my husband and son were about to return from their camping holiday.id arranged to go out for a few drinks with one of my old school mates we decided to visit some of the old haunts we used go to when we were younger id got dressed up in a nice tight revealing cream silk blouse and tight quite short black pencil skirt .my friend was also dressed sexily and we had plenty of admiring looks from all the males young and old a like. which we both. Then Fergus' visage morphed into that of anageless man of unearthly beauty.The reflection stepped out of the mirror, its fluid steps possessinguncanny grace. Now in focus, it became apparent that those elegantfeatures were somewhat inhuman, perfect beyond the flaws of mundanereality. Fergus embraced the notion, a reminder that this creature wasfar from human, and just as far from friendly."Salutations, friend mortal," the being said, taking a short bow. "I knowyour death looms near, and I must. I breathed deeply, jutting my chest out beneath his questing gaze. He was magnificent, his fully erect cock twitching with desire as he drank in the sight of me, naked and needy before him. I reached up, caressed his face. "Oh, baby. It's OK. That's why I trust you, you see?"Confused, he shook his head. I crawled into his lap, rubbing myself against his hardness, making sure I left copious amounts of my secretions on the tip of his cock. "My love," I whispered. "Mine, to me." I sank down.