I will be yours all day and all evening but must be home by midnight to sleep with and hold my husband." The man looked down at her and felt a weight ...settle into his chest. This was to be his mistress, his hot slut wife MILF after he married her. She would run his prostitution and gambling. She was to be his lover, friend and wife and she was saying no to that. She would be another just slut slave whore in his stables of them and then it hit him.Her husband had watched his wife yesterday. My clitoris started screaming to be touched. I could actually feel my pussy lips swell with arousal as her hot breath touch my ear."I just need you to hold me." She was saying, "I just need you to be my friend tonight...please Kala...please."I open my eyes and said, "We've been best friends since kindergarten and you know that I'm not a lezzy. What do you want me to do?" Even as I utter those words, I knew that she was turning me on. I wondered if this was some sort of, latten homosexual. I was feeling too good enjoying the sexual release after seeing such a sexy sight. I think the woman kept looking up at me, it was hard to tell for sure, she had on sunglasses that prevented me from telling exactly where she was looking but I think she was watching me.Well, you know where I went to the next day, right? Bingo, the same spot. I slogged up the dune and, as I neared the top, stealthily peeked over. There she was. But ... she was alone. Her boyfriend wasn't there. I gazed at her. “Both of those names are awesome. Did Patricia tell you what they plan to name their baby?”“Jorge. If there was a more fitting name, I can’t imagine what it might be.”“Me either.”December 13, 1996, Chicago, Illinois“Hi, Squirt!” I said when Eve, Elyse, Deborah, and I arrived at Spurgeon Capital mid-morning on Friday.“Hey! How’s your new ‘domestic manager’ working out?”“We’ve had great weeknight meals every day this week, and suddenly we all have more free time. We should have done this.