Anyway I ditched the course and sent for some self help books. 'Writing for Dummies' 'Erotica for the Middle- Aged' and 'So You Want to be An Author?'... was out walking the dog one cold February morning, my head full of stories to write and my thoughts on the comments I'd seen on the Stories on Line forum and those who posted them. Bonzo was off sniffing somewhere when I missed my footing coming down a steep slope, fell arse over tit and hit the ground so hard I knocked myself out.I came to,. "Showering will be fun too. Who were you chatting to last night?" she asked."Lisa, one of the reps, she was doing her child-minder round," I replied."The big one?" Paula asked."Yes," I replied. "She's very nice too." Thinking of hitting on her?" Paula asked with a twinkle in her eye."Not really," I replied. "Depends on circumstances and sunburn," I said with a wink."I'm not the jealous type, Dave," Paula said with a smile. "Besides if you don't try and hit on someone, people will wonder if. ” I felt awkward asking.“Oh! Paris.” He answered shortly.I didn’t try asking more as I felt embarrassed asking about it. So we continued eating. The food was so good. I should commend how good he cooks the food.“The food was so delicious Kurt, you cook so perfectly.” I told him.“Well, thank you, I could invite you more often, once my family is here.” He grinned.I am not sure if I could stay with his family but if ever it would happen, I would still be glad, why I would insist, with the food. ”“Come on in Otis. The heater’s in the basement.”My heart sank as we walked by the open bedroom door. My wife lay there, tied buck-assed naked to the bed with her wet pussy on full display.“Whatcha got in here?” Otis exclaimed as he pushed by me into our bedroom.“I, uh…I, ummm…well.” I stammered like an idiot.“That’s a fine piece of white girl ya got tied up there.” Otis said grinning from ear to ear.“Mind if I get a closer look?”I don’t know why he asked, he was already next to her noticing.