Then we walked around the low white fence. We were the last to arrive and the party had already started. Charles (my darling) introduced me to Mathew,...and he reminded me a lot of my own darling. At some point they were similar, and I was happy to find his close workmate be just like my husband in many features. Mathew’s wife Monica walked up and introduced herself. The weather was hot, so I was dressed in a cute but revealing white beach shorts and a light top. We ate and everyone was drinking.. Due to this my wife was depressed and often used to fall sick. She also used to be absent minded in doing daily works at house. Once she fell down from a stair and had hip bone fracture. Also it affected her spine and she was bed ridden.Our friends in the neighborhood suggested us to keep a maid servant to help her and also to cook. In fact we needed someone who was ready to stay with and look after my wife on 24×7 bases. One day when I was getting down from my seventh floor lift, there was a. Armed with that information I went home and threw away the bottle and had my second wank which was almost as good as the first one. The feeling when it all spurted out was so good I just became a confirmed wanker and used to be able to boast about my experiences with wanking. I am sure my mother must have cottoned on but she never said anything, after all 99% of humans do it and the other 1% are bloody liars anyway.I have to say that it was another nine years before I was able to fuck a cunt. At my vanity, I plucked some stray hairs from my shaped eyebrows, and started putting on makeup. I started with the foundation and powder, put on the eyeliner, pink and smoky blue eye shadows, mascara, and a little pencil on my brows. Some blush, deep pink lipstick, matching nail polish, and I sat down to wait for the nails to dry and had another cup of coffee.I slipped into a black strapless bra and a black thong, with a black lace garter belt and sheer stockings - and since it was morning, I.