The knobbly bits felt nice and I gyrated my hips and thought that I could easily make myself cum doing that.Ignoring that, I transferred my weight to ...my toes then turned the shock level up; and waited, and waited.I soon got bored and started gyrating my hips again. Then I bent my knees a little then straightened them over and over; effectively fucking myself on the dildo.Without realising it, my weight had slowly gone back to being on my heels and all of a sudden I got an electric shock inside. John jumped up and said “Mavis I can explain” as he walked round to where she was stood at the edge of the bed, ripping his condom off.He started trying to explain but after a couple of minutes she put her hand out and squeezed his erection and said “We haven’t seen this for a while have we John”, his response was to kiss her and feel her tits. I stood up and made my way behind her as John unbuttoned her blouse, I slipped it off her shoulders along with her bra.John leaned forward and sucked. A pink all around a pleated skirt, with matching knickers, covered in white lace layers, on the back, and white socks, with pink trim.The tennis shoes she got for him were of the same colouring. "Why have you bought these?" he asked. "For the tennis tournament," she replied.They returned home, Pete sat, and kicked off his shoes, happy to give his feet and calves a rest."Your turn to get tea," Mary chirruped. Pete found himself going to the kitchen to make them something to eat.What the hell was. Liya wrapped her arms around me and cooed, “Oh, poor thing. You’re embarrassed, but I’m loving it. You’re always so with it, that this doesn’t happen very often.” Then she whispered in my ear, “I’ve always suspected you had an exhibitionistic alter-ego and I think it’s great that you’re letting it out to play. You should have gone with a halter top, rather than a T, though. That would have completed the look right fine!”[Aside: I don’t think that I’ve let you know, Ms. Diary, that my best.