"I can't help it," she said. "Have you given any thought to doinganything new with your hair?" No," I said, staring at myself in the mirror. My wig ...as dark brown andwent past my shoulders. Lisa had picked it out for me. With a simpleheadband, it could be tied back fairly nicely, although a ponytail wasout of the question. "I thought you liked my hair this way." I do, sweetie," Lisa said. "But part of the fun of being a girl isgetting to experiment with different looks, and there's just. My phone pinged a message, Claire was in a taxi on the way back with Craig, she would be home in 15 minutes.I quickly got up, paid my tab and jumped in the car home, it was a half hour drive to get back so it left enough time for them to start before I joined them.I made it to the front door and opened it quietly, I could see her blouse and skirt on the floor of the living room and a pair of jeans and a top of his next to it, I looked over to see this young guy with his dick in my wife’s. I liked Dulce. She was a small Asian woman, long black hair, stocky body, "A" cup boobs, and a tiny little ass. . She kissed me 'hello' when we met, and that kiss hit me right on the chakra between my legs.Oooh, I began to hear them. Two women making love can just be the sweetest sound. I listened for a little. Their love sounds, the train whistle sounds, and those pigeons in the eaves. Ida moaned, "Come on baby, eat my pussy...come on..."Before I had another thought, my hand was in my panties.. “So, what are we going to do now?” He reached out, touched my stiff nipple. I flinched, shrank back. They were so cold, it really hurt. He nodded. “Thought so.”“Sorry”, I murmured, looked down.“I ought to punish you. Running outside, getting cold, clearly not thinking. But I never forbade you, to go outside, so you broke no rule.” He sighed again. “Since you are my property, I have a responsibility.”Slowly, he pushed one sleeve of his jacket and jumper up, exposed his bare skin. “Don't know, if.