I wasjust trying to get her spirits up, that's all." Tracy knew that was her husband. She wanted to tell him what shehad done to him but couldn't bri...g herself to tell him. It was very quiet as they ate breakfast. Tracy threw the Estro2pills out. She was at a loss how to tell him what she had done.They kissed as they left for work. Tracy called Jean and told her all of what Ralph had told her.Jean admitted she was a little down at the cook-out and probablymisread his remark. Jean told her. I had put him on the 50' chain. He was back in the house and I hadn't let him in. Frightened, almost panicked, I backed against the kitchen wall just inside the door and held my breath, listening. Was somebody in my house? Was someone playing a joke? Had I left the back door unlocked? Of course it was unlocked. I always left it unlocked. During the summer, I left it standing wide open."H-hello?" I quietly called out. "Is anybody there?" Rock came to sit in the mudroom doorway, eyeing me as he. It was unthinkable to me of making love to a woman, so I had dismissed this silly idea and had focused on male companions but wasn’t at all satisfied with those relations. But this evening, the very tight cocktail dress she wore and her sandals slipped barefooted and enhancing the lines of her ankles were beginning to arouse me. I wondered what she would say if she was able to read my thoughts. We were each discussing in a different group of party guests but we exchanged glances at several. . (Babs thought that : with that encouragement Dorothy is butter again in my hands . . . so to speak)Dorothy came back on the line and she began describing to me what she was doing. ‘I have my big dildo in my hands and I am just inserting it in my pussy’. ‘My pussy is so wet that there was no resistance by the pussy, it took all 10 inches in without any effort’. ‘Oh Babs you certainly have made my evening’. ‘I will be cum-ing soon’ said Dorothy.And I began hearing her respiration going.