’ She nodded, still crying. ‘He arranged all the other escorts after I told him I would never divorce you. He thought he could get you to divorce ...e.’ She looked at me, fearful of how I was going to react. She reached up and brushed my cheek. ‘I swear Dave, I never realised what would happen. I was going to call you after a day of you feeling like I had, but you came out and we argued and then…’ ‘And then I disappeared.’ I took her in my arms and held her close. ‘Both our faults I suppose.’ I. It was a one piece, sort of like a swim suit only meant to have more clothing underneath it, or your pussy and breasts will show through, like hers were. It was fantastic, Mom had a real gleam in her eye, she told me that this was the outfit that she had bought for dad, and he wouldn’t even look at her. It was her last ditch effort to stay with him. Then she laid down on the bench press seat and used her “motherly” voice. She asked me if there was anything, at all, that I wanted to do with. "I like playing for you, doing what you want!" She added. "Rub your pussy on the bedpost." ordered the stranger. "Oooo... " Liz cooed with naughty pleasure. She smiled at the stranger and slid seductively toward the foot of the bed. She stood up and put her mound against the bedpost, rubbing up and down. "Like this?" she asked. "Yes, that's it." He said. Elisabeth held on to the post with both hands and leaned back with her mound rubbing against the smooth wood. "Mmmm... nice!" she murmured.. “You did say to make myself comfortable.” I was comfortable. That was how I sat on the sofa at home.“So are you seeing anyone?” I asked him.Sean shook his head and smiled, “I don’t kiss and tell.”I laughed, “That was a simple question. Nothing too personal about it.”“Are you?” “That’s not fair. I asked first.”“True.” Sean took a sip of wine and places the glass back on the coaster. “Let's play a game. Quid pro quo. One question in an exchange for an honest answer. Let us limit it to.