Only a woman wears a zipperin the back, and that's what I was becoming. A woman who wore womanishclothes, and who wore skirts that zipped up in the ba...k.I unzipped the skirt, then stepped into it. I pulled it up and overthe blouse I wore, then zipped it and did the button.Mrs. Johnson said with disappointment, "Mary, Mary, Mary... you actlike you've never worn a skirt before. Here, let me help you." Shereached for the waistband of the skirt, and pulled it up higher.She then adjusted the blouse. The next morning, the smell of fresh coffee woke me up. I went in the kitchen and there was Dana, making breakfast. My fiancee was already gone, she went to work an hour ago. We sat in the kitchen, ate and drank coffee like nothing happened last night. At one point, Dana jumped in my lap and she said that now that we are alone, she wants me to fuck her like I fucked my fiancee last night. I never seen her so horny and I really enjoyed the attention so … I raised the stakes … I said that I. She said okay and we hung up. My wife growled at me playfully but took the offered mug of steaming coffee. "So, we got the day to ourselves. What shall we do?" I asked with a smile.My wife turned to look at me and smiled. We each set our coffee mug on the nightstand beside us and then quickly got back beneath the covers. I pulled her to me, her warm, soft bare breasts mashed into my chest. Our legs intertwined. She lifted her head up slightly and I slid one arm beneath her neck and used it to. He called me by the dirtiest names you could imagine and threatened to make me pregnant. He threatened to seed me and own me and make me his woman right there and then. I came straight away I just exploded all over my basque and stockings as he told me he was denying his wife this load and that it would be mine instead. He warned me that he would one day seed me fully and own me and I cried with the dreadful pleasure of it all. One day he would seed me and plug me and leave me on the bed tied.