This waslife. She remembered that first night in a dress, the awkwardness, theexcitement. She remembered walking in heels and stumbing. She rememberth...e way her shaved legs felt in the stockings. She remembered the thrillas she looked into the mirror.She smiled. For some sissies, seduction is a long journey, a struggleagainst what was expected of you. Not for her. She loved the clothesfrom the start. It took a while to get used to Lauren being in charge,but that fit her nature, too. At first,. We quickly dressed before Sharon came back. We hadcoffee and a nice visit. Ronnie would occasionally giveme a sly look when Sharon wasn’t looking. About six months into my affair with my mother-in-law Idecided to try something daring. Sharon was not verycreative sexually. It was pretty much missionaryposition every time we had sex. However, she did like meto play with her asshole. She liked it when I stuck my finger up her ass while Iwas fucking her. She seemed to be more excited when. I know they need to be wet.”“Do you at least wet your fingers? Dry is dry, even for those.”“Uhm. Okay.”“Do they blow you?”“Uhm, yeah. Sam got really good at it.”“Did she swallow?”“That was what made it so good.”“And ... before you got hard again?”“More of the same I guess. Fingering. Tit sucking. I love sucking tits. I recover pretty quickly,” he ended prideful.“You don’t think to reward them for blowing you?”“They like it. Don’t they? But ... Joanne’s big into that.”“Into what?”“Having me lick. "I need a shower. You OK while I'm gone?" Yeah, I'm good now."I went in and took a long, hot shower, sending most of the infield down the drain. I got out, put on a pair of jogging shorts, and went back to check on Connie; she was still sitting on the couch, holding the ice pack. I sat back down beside her, and held her again. She resumed her snuggling position, and purred. "Mmmmm, this is nice", she said. I leaned down, and kissed her on the cheek. She reached up, put her hands behind my head,.