“You can step out Friskie is a friendly dog, no need to get scared”, said the woman dressed in a designer dress. As I tentatively picked my bag an... opened the door I heard one of my favourite songs playing in one of the rooms. There must be a girl my age living at the house. I proceeded to greet the couple and the little girl.The woman's stunning beauty struck me as we shook hands. “She really is gorgeous”, I thought to myself. Her voice serenaded my ears; it was soft and velvety. Her husband,. I was pulled over what seemed to be another garmenton the floor. With my legs together inside of it, it was pulled up and around mylegs and waist. It had to be a skirt, but not any skirt. It was made of a heavypolyester material and contained many pleats. It was zipped up and buttoned fromthe back. My suspicions were correct. The girls were dressing me up as a girlcheerleader! For some reason, my penis made an immediate reaction, strugglingagainst the panties, or probably what were bloomers.. He took that as a starting gun and began to truly fuck me. My pussy was so wet you could hear it hungrily grip and accept his cock with a juiciness I had not experienced before. It was no longer sweat, but my own pussy juice running down my leg. He picked up the pace, stroking my pussy with his cock entering at a different angle each time. I came and then came again. It was everything I had expected and more. His stamina was incredible. I had sucked him for ten minutes but I had lost. Hubby never wanted to spend the money to get a really nice one but that was about to change. Around 11:00 I checked on hubby again.He was just starting on the half bath on the main floor of the house.I went to bed and watched the end of the Monday Night Football game.I couldn?t help chuckling at the thought of my hubby, possibly the biggest football fan in the world, happily scrubbing floors naked while I watched the game.Life was good.I spent hours searching the ?Net and found lots and lots of.