I didn't hear her open the front door, but as she burst through the living-room door she saw me, dressed in stockings, suspenders, bra and high heels ...(and nothing else), bending over a chair, whacking my bare backside with a garden cane and wanking myself off with the other hand. I heard her walk into the room behind me and immediately stood up to face her. My face must have been a vision of panic. Hers was one of shock and confusion. "What are you..." she started to say, before bursting into a. ‘That was wonderful, honey,’ I said in a low throaty voice. ‘I think you deserve a special reward. Come lie down and relax.’ He scrambled up beside me and lay on his back, his cock hard with anticipation. I whispered in his ear to close his eyes and not move until I told him otherwise. Slipping from the bed, I padded to the closet and stepped into the harness. I adjusted the straps and made sure my fake cock was snug. Climbing back onto the bed, I straddled his chest. ‘Are you ready?’ I asked. Her brown hair was always a knotted mess, sometimes tied back in a ponytail.I, on the other hand, capitalized on my good looks and had my way with just about every popular girl in school. My brown hair was always spiked to perfection and I showed off my sparkling smile at every opportunity. After working out for all of my high school years, I had developed a toned body, and my skin was a solid bronze due to my frequent visits to the tanning salon. The girls loved me, and I loved them, but the. I watched her tail lights disappear as she drove down the deserted street.I just sat there for a few minutes. I was too worked up to go back home so I went to a Denny's to think over several cups of coffee. I just had a wonderful time with a gorgeous young lady, so why couldn't I just revel in my nirvana and be happy ... because after twelve years of loving someone, you don't just turn it off like a switch. For the second time tonight I felt the pangs of guilt. I thought about what Diane said,.