I wondered how our guest had slept chained as she was to the bed. Softly I heard the footsteps coming up the stairs and Rose appeared in the doorway c...rrying a cup of coffee. I pointed to the bedside cabinet and she carefully placed it on top taking extra care not to spill any. I looked at her but she avoided my eyes.“Breakfast in half an hour,” I told her, “and then we will go for a walk.”“Yes, Miss,” she mumbled and left the room.I sat up in bed and picked up my coffee. The elegant cup and. I was alone in the house.My parents had to go on some business trip for 2 days.It was 11 in the morning.I was in my room nude watching a blue film and masturbating.Then suddenly the doorbell rang.I quickly put on a nighty and went to open the door.I opened the door to find this rather handsome tall guy, at the door, with a nice smile.He introduced himself as an agent for lingerie’s and said that the factory is promoting some excusive collection door-to-door. I so welcomed him, I was really. ...something else.As he arranged the corpse on the bed he was overcome again with a wave of numbing grief which drove him to his knees. He gathered her by the shoulder and clung to her, burying his face in her chest. As he sought comfort in the touch of her still warm body, he recognised the scent that had touched him.Gently, tentativly, he slipped his hand down the waistband of her pants and touched his wife's damp and cooling womanhood. It was slick with something other than piss, and he knew. She remembered what those lips could do. She remembered how they closed around her clit and lathered her with the most intense feeling, wracking her body in climax after climax as he wound her tighter for his penetration. A smile curved her mouth as she turned to look sleepily at him. She was ready for him again, whether her mind was awake or not. “Good morning,” She turned completely and draped her leg around his thigh, feeling his cock harden even more as it rested just above her pussy lips..