”Uncle Bert did not care if the women he fucked were married, as he had explained when he gave me the message through Andy. One letter, in particula..., proved that.“Bert, my love. I have told my husband about us. I told him I would stay with him, always appearing to be his loyal wife. I told him I would love him forever, and, I will. But, I made it clear. When you want me, you can have me. He will have to live with that. I want you to fuck me, Bert. I want you to come fuck me in the big brass. The dressing progressed and Iwould spend hours at home perfecting my makeup and my walk.I simply adored garters and heels loved to be slutty in myclothing choices. I did not, however, have the nerve toleave my home as I lived in a small town and never wantedto be seen. I tried a few excursions late at night anddrove around some but never went where someone could seeme.That all changed one day when my job took me to anothercity for a sales call. I was excited for two weeks aboutthe prospect of. . completely trust me?" Yes, of course," she said in a calmer voice."Then there shouldn't be an issue," I said taking control again."You're right, Sir," she said regaining her smile, "I'm sorry, Sir; I guess I just panicked for a second."I gently pressed my lips to hers, "I love you, babe, I would never do anything to hurt you," I said. "No one but you or I will ever see these, I promise."She was completely at ease as I went on to shoot the most erotic photos I'd ever taken or ever hope to. His dick was hard again and David stroked him. I came in a few minutes. We wiped each other off and promised not to tell anyone about it. Jeff said it felt funny walking, I laugh and told him it'll be alright, and when all the cum washes out in the lake he'll be back to normal. We swam till it started getting dark and parted ways. David and I sat with his family waiting for the fireworks to go off. It was around 8:30 before the first one went off, soon after the sky lit up. I felt a tap on my.