It was easily one of my top three. But doing anal with a dildo, now, that was a new one. I wasn’t complaining, though. It was starting to become jus... as enjoyable as a real one. Her hands crawled down my side, reached for my hard manhood, and continued to stroke me lovingly. I started to breathe feverishly as she pressed my face against the carpeted floor.“Uuck ee. Uuck ee leeeash!” I begged. I wanted more. More! The tempo picked up, bucking her hips wildly as her hand stroked me wildly. Slowly. ”I knew Joy very well. We had been married ten years. Neither of us had ever cheated on the other and my hookup with Angie was the one exception, and it was blessed by my lovely wife.Several days later, I was puttering around in the garage when Angie showed up to have lunch with Joy. I was in the garage, in an eavesdropping mode.“You have a stud,” Angie told Joy. “I don’t know what his issues are, but he is definitely a good lover. You are one lucky lady.”“I don’t feel lucky,” Joy declared as. He vented to us about how she still checks his emails looking for something to make her feel better about what she did. She was always convinced he was cheating as well. We never liked her too much as she didn't get along with my wife. We think she was worried my wife might make a move on Matt, or that he would check her out, which I often caught him doing. This particular night, after a few drinks, my wife spoke out and said, "Why don't you give her something to find when she checks your. "It's so weird," Andi thought. He wasn't happy that he'd be wearing agirls school uniform, but if it kept the authorities from finding himand returning him back to the home, he'd put up with it for the timebeing. He looked at the list of clothing he was supposed to wear andwhere it was in his room. White knickers with frilly edges, "verygirly" he thought. White knee length socks. Black above knee pleatedschool skirt with a white short sleeved blouse and the school tie, withblack buckled.