I meanthat I dressed up in the prettiest clothes I could find. My sister'sdresses, my mom's lingerie, you name it- if it was girly, I was wearingit. S... after Beth and I were married, I started becoming curious again.I've been craving the feeling of satin, of stockings, of high heels. I hadthrown away all my girly stuff after we were married; I was too afraid shewould find it. I was madly in love with her and hoped all of thosefeelings would vanish. They did not.It started when shopping at. “There is one over in the house that was Anna’s mother’s and will go with Anna when you are married. Surely you must have seen it.”I stopped, thought a moment, and said, “Sir, the only time I’ve been in your house was when I was recovering from the gunshot wound. The only places I saw were the back bedroom, the hallway, and the back door.”He laughed. “We’ll go take a look at it tonight, after dinner.”Hector chose that moment to ask the question I’d been expecting ever since our run in with the. Oh, here we go."He took the beer, and sat on the sofa, staring at my bare breasts, and the remainder of my bikini. We both knew he was committed, no matter what he said. "Yeah, but ... well, there's no way I can have a relationship with you." I don't want a relationship. Well, except right now, with that bulge in your shorts. Or is that my bikini, Samuel?" No, no, that's me. Okay, I'm confused, but I'm beyond arguing. You goddam better not change your mind!" Fat chance."He put the beer down on. "Fuck me. I want you to fuck me with that black snake." Tom threw his head back and laughed. "So my brother is too good to take my money? I guess his wife isn't too good to take my dick. You're just like all the rest of his women. That's right! I fucked all of them. Every girlfriend he's ever had ended up on the end of my dick.They love his charm and manners, but they crave the fuckin only I can give them. I knew when I first saw you, that it was just a matter of time before I fucked you too..