On seeing us he wore his gown and asked the attendant to escort us to the coffee shop. When i turned to sweetie to introduce her to Sanjeev i saw a gl...tter in her eyes she was spellbound at the sight of his bugle and his powerful torso, both of then exchanged greetings and Sanjeev excused himself and asked us to go to the coffee house where he would join us soon. On my way to the coffee house i said to sweetie “what happened are you ok, you look like you are having an orgasm” she just smiled.. Something, anything......now.....please..............as if on cue, i feel His fingers plow roughly into my tight cunt. it hurts and i start to squirm...but it is what i crave and i begin to softly moan as He punishes my cunt over and over. i want so badly to cum, but, as if planned, He pulls out His fingers and i feel a SLAP across my right ass cheek. The pain is instant and sharp as i fight the urge to move away... SLAP the pain swiftly tears across my left ass cheek...i feel myself attempt to. Trying to wear themwould be a bad joke. I left Eddie alone to go upstairs and have a hardlook at what I had. I wound up having to go up to the attic of thehouse. When I got there, I found my wife's old clothes.Dresses, pants suits, underthings and shoes and make up.There was no way I would be able to bring myself to wear them. To me,those were HER clothes, and they always would be, and I would never beable to stand another woman wearing them, not even if the other womanwas I.I remembered the. Obviously, the first thing was to undress her. This big woman, standingin front of me with her legs slightly apart was dressed as a nurse. Now,these days, nurses generally wear a tunic top and trousers but then itwas a dress which buttoned down the front rather like a shirt-waisterand with an elasticated belt holding it in. Sister Sarah was built forendurance rather than speed which meant there was a lot of her above andbelow the belt and I was soon to discover that this meant the employmentof.