” She looked deep into my eyes and then nodded saying she appreciated the offer. As I withdrew from her I looked down at my cock and saw red. “Cel...ste! Did I hurt you? There’s blood….” “It’s the last day of my period. Sorry, I didn’t tell you. I only use a light pad.” She asked me to shower with her, and she was surprised at how quickly I recovered. And appreciated it too. WHAT ARE FRIENDS FOR? Aunt Cathy called me one day as I was exiting a class. “Leah called here for you. She said she. The pair of panties I'd just soaked with my own pussy juice. I'd just left a pair of my panties for my son to masturbate with. My panties. His Mother's panties! If someone had put a microphone next to my heart at that moment, I would have blown the speakers of the sound system it was beating so hard. I stood up, and straightened the bed covers again. Then, on a whim, I took off my nightgown. I was standing there naked in my son's bedroom. My pussy was still damp and I knew there was wetness on. Why some wives just pawn their men off to work for others, "My husbandcan do that or this, I'll send him over. Sure work him to death andthey look good and get the insurance money.My bitch knows better, I tell her what to do, she does not tell me. Shetried, but I'm not that stupid. I see what goes on around me, I do whatI want and SHE does what I want. Not the other way around. Oh, shebitches to her mother the witch. But her mother knows better then tomess with me. I am a man, she is a bitch,. The idea is simple, we see each other across the bar and I buy her a drink. I then approach and we have small talk. Eventually I ask her back to my hotel room and we leave together. We are then off for a one night stand with each other. I arrived at the bar a couple of minutes early, eager to get the evening started. I approached the bar and ordered drink, then scanned the bar to see if Linda had already arrived. The bar was packed this night and I didn’t see her anywhere. There was a blonde.