She took a gulp but still stood there staring, “do you like?” I asked, “er yes” came the reply, I grabbed her by the wrist why don’t you com...e in, she pulled away, no I can’t, mums coming round, we’re going shopping but by this time I’d yanked her in to the hall and swung the door closed.You can touch it if you like, she tentatively put out a hand, it’s so much bigger than Dec’s (her husband) just resting a finger or two on my now swelling appendage, I knew Dec was the only man she’d been with,. I loved her more than ever, she was wild, she was fun!Nothing more happened for a good while, at least I don't know if she got up to anything while out at work or whatever, in the meantime. We went to a couple more parties and another rally, and she didn't seem to do anything again. I found it strange she wouldn't discuss what had happened, even though I had decided to accept it and she knew I had gotten excited.Anyway, later in the year we went to a rally organised by a bigger, more serious. Her husbands thoughtless neglect of her had, somewhat ironically (and it made perfect sense at the same time) driven Cindy into Willis' life, and into his bedroom; and his huge, black and beautiful cock DEEP inside of her equally long neglected pussy! Her husband would have been devastated to know she was fucking another man, but he would have been all the more shocked to know that, and despite his trenchant racism (or perhaps precisely because of his racism) she was fucking a black man! In. ." I asked you if you'd be so kind to help me to..." she hesitated again, "remove my bra?" What?" George wasn't sure if he had heard correctly. But before he could ask her to repeat herself, the words started to rush out of Veronica."My bra won't unhook, it somehow caught. And on top of this, there's a bit of metal poking on the inside now. If I try to get out of it unopened, I'll get a scratch on my back and my wedding dress doesn't cover my back, or at least not much of it, so help me please.