A number of the staff members asked me if there was anything wrong, but I always replied there was not. No one could help me through this. I'd have to...solve the riddle by myself.I was able to reason my way through a few things. For one, that the guy felt comfortable fondling my wife in public said they had been having sex for some time. If they were just beginning with each other, he'd still be a lot more tentative. It meant Sherrie had been cheating on me for some time. I wondered when it had. "Oh that's alright then.I was afraid you were being devious." "You don't mind that I dress as awoman some evenings?" I enquired nervously. "Of course not," sheresponded. "I'm a woman of the world. I haven't always been an elderlylandlady you know. In my youth I was a quite a racy young thing." Shethen went on to explain that as a young woman she had trained as a dancerand had performed in many theatres and clubs with female impersonators,so was very familiar with men wearing dresses. "Why don't. ”I saw that I’d gone too far, pushed her too fast. I left her nightgown. “Sorry, Auntie, I got carried away. But you’re so beautiful and sexy, and you made me very horny by giving me a hand-job when I was sleeping.”Mandhira aunty got up saw my 8-inch cock fully erect which was still out of my track pant due to her courtesy. “Auntie, look what have you done to my cock. It takes at least 1 hour for me to jerk off. If you can help me, I can cum in 10 minutes, Please,” I begged her.“I am sorry,. She had no other choice, she had to run next door to ask a man she barely talked too, if he could help her out. He was nice enough, but hell, she didn't know him. Oh yeah, Bob Hanson, that was it.Bob Hanson was 43, a self made millionaire, just under 6' tall, 180#, muscular, coal black hair and brown eyes. A self proclaimed ladies man who never married, but had several women in his life. He was in his downstairs office going over some business papers and listened to the violent storm going on.