Pat and Wade were a welcome addition to our little group. This had been a busy Friday.Sunday morning I went to get the paper, Pat was on her porch and... called to me that I should come over in about an hour if I could. I went back in the house where mom had breakfast ready and I told her I was going over to Wades shortly. Mom said o k and then said that she had talked to him yesterday and she liked him. Mom hadn’t had any sex since dad died; at least that’s what I thought. I thought to myself if. "That's funny," thought Ebony. "I thought Barocca's phone line was white, or maybe a light tan color. This one's black. Oh, well. That shows how much attention I paid to the furnishings when I was in here. All we ever did was fuck when we were together here." Ebony bent down and jotted the extension number, and the port number to the page on her clipboard. "Okay, that wraps things up here," thought Ebony. "I'll get this back to Dee Dee, and then there'll still be time for lunch, before I. I nodded. She asked me not to call until she sends me a message. From that conversation with her I could make out that she is well-groomed, cunning, likes to match wits and an educated housewife who is caged by male dominance. Also I learnt that she craves like hell.The next morning at nearly half past nine I got the message. It read" position yourself now". But I did not act until every one in my house left. I called her back and the words flowed liberally. She had the headset on her and she. And I kept watching and I kept watching, not a word passed between us but we both knew what was happening. He had, I'll admit now, the most gorgeous shaven cock and I couldn't take my eyes off it. Without even realising I had started to get hard myself and before I knew it we were both enjoying ourselves like it was the most natural thing to do after a day's work!So, later on, showered and fed, for some reason I went to straight to Sainsburys and bought myself an outfit, the black top, hold.