As there on what seemed my desk set a computer operating, and I stood leaning close, straining my see what the screen was scrolling though a site.One ...such site I remembered well was that of the, “If wishers were horses,” something I discovered some years hence and liked to visit, and read sexy stories about people living as transformed."No, no," I yelled, “That cannot be my room!”As the computer monitor played onward printed stories of people becoming horses, who should walk into the bedroom. She told me that she didn’t need protection. The first time I started to put on a condom but she told me that I didn’t need that. Why are you asking?”“Oh, no reason, just curious, that’s all.”Shirley spoke up, “Tell the fucker, he got her up the duff and she miscarried. Like all the arsehole men around, he doesn’t give a fuck whose life he screws up but thinks that saying sorry fixes everything. Mister, no man wants his wife out screwing strangers in her spare time. Use your brain for a change. ”That made her smile, “But it is worth a lot to me. What we did was very special and I hope we can do it more.”Frank kissed her, “As I said before, I am honored and have the same wish as you. Run along to your mother and stop by whenever you can. Here is my phone number and I can text too.”She didn’t shower that night because keeping the feeling of her closeness with Frank was too important. She briefly told her mother she’d thanked Frank and it was very special. Mom was pleased and wished she. I have secretly been in love with you ever since I first met you. Can we please share your bed tonight and as often as we can?" "Cindy, I would be honored to be able to show you the love I have for you by doing just that." She hugged and kissed me with one of those kisses that sent bolts of lightning through my body making me grow weak all over.I walked to Kim's room where she was taking a nap. I kissed her awake and as she sat up I took her hand and led her to my bedroom. She had a puzzled.