I've had MANY requests (OK more like demands and threats) to write a follow-up to the flash tale "Anatomy of an Affair", so here goes. Also while this...saga is in story form, the attribution of this fable had a lot of "help" from the same place as Anatomy of an Affair.We all know that about half of marriages end in divorce, but not a single one of us ever thinks it will happen to us, which is why it felt all the more unreal and heartbreaking when I was served divorce papers by my husband. Of. This was something new for me. I’d once tried on a pair of her jeans to see if they fit me better, and I knew I was a size 12 like Anna, but... Little black silk panties with a split crotch held together with pink ribbon? Not the best thing for keeping a stiffening dick in place, but never mind. The feel of the silk was soft and slidey, very nice, and it was certainly a turn on. Back at the table I waited for an opportunity to pass my lacey purple thong across the table. “This is quite a turn. “She’s at the boat. She needed a nap and couldn’t sleep while I ran the washer, so she went there.”“And did you go with her to tuck her in?”His blush got deeper and his grin wider. “Of course I did. Now, it’s getting time to take you back. Let’s go pick her up.”He let me go wake her. I took a look at the sheet half hanging off the bed, the towels she was sleeping on, the unmistakable odor of sex in the room, and smiled. It looked like Carrie was a woman now. I woke her gently. Whe she realized. Thank you,” I said.We shook hands again and I went out to my car to head back to Milford. On the drive back I thought more about the situation with Carie and why I felt that way. I’d discuss it with Stephanie when I got home.July, 1983, Milford, OhioI arrived at my parents’ house and went to find my little sister. I found her on the deck wearing her bikini and sunning herself.“Mom lets you wear that?” I asked with an arched eyebrow, sitting down next to her.“So long as nobody else is here,.