I was wearing knee high blackhigh heeled boots; underneath I was wearing black thigh high stockings,a waist cincher with garters, and a gaffe to conce...l my private parts. Ihad on my straight shoulder length black wig, and red lipstick and nailpolish that matched my dress.I picked Neil up at the landing and drove him straight to a motel. Thedoor hadn't closed behind me before I was on my knees in front of himunzipping his fly and fishing out his cock. I slipped a condom over itand swallowed it. I got her husband. He seemed sort of upset and worried, and then finally said Ann, his wife and "some of the girls" had decided to go out for a while.About thirty minutes later I got a phone call but when I answered, there was no one there. I didn't recognize the number. I called back and things got even stranger. The woman who answered didn't know me and said she had never called. As I kept pressing and asking for my wife she got more and more angry then finally hung up. I just shrugged and. So many people, they just want to talk to me about old times. Old movies. I don't want to live in the past. That is why I go off on my own. But you, you talk of today. Join me."Of course, I did. Our meals were every bit as good as I had promised. The wine -- she chose one bottled by a friend of hers -- was perfectly matched. By the time we were done, the candle on the table was casting an ethereal glow on her face. Her eyes sparkled and her rings glittered as she waved them about, punctuating. From the corner of my eye, even though I was looking straight into Eleanor’s eyes, I saw Nella coming around the couch, removing a completely unnecessary t-shirt. She then leaned down and began kissing Eleanor. I placed my hand behind Nella’s knee and slid it all the way up to her round buttock, slipping under her red panties. After hooking my fingers around the elastic, I pulled them all the way down and enjoyed the view. My wife doesn’t fit in today’s cannons of beauty, like Rinette or Hope..