Revealing private struggles and thoughts is not always the best, but likely the alcohol hindered his better judgment. Rene’s reply hinted that she w...ould take a few days to sort through her thoughts but he should expect a warm email around Christmas. With no word by New Years Tim realized his desires in that direction were all but dead. His heart was grieving. In his somewhat intoxicated state I think Tim went into greater detail than necessary as we sat on the large sofa. He even described some. I would try anything and every thing.….That was a lazy summer day. I was lying, naked on our bed, casually masturbating. My wife had been reading, sitting up beside me, also naked, because she didn’t like to dress up when it was warm. Now she was in another room, the radio was playing classical music.“Are you just going to lie there all day? Or shall we do something more exciting” she called.“This is quite exciting, especially when I pause, I am so ready to cum, but I won’t, so when it subsides. Once he's been fucked and sucked we can probably send him home. Hewon't visit until he has received the ballet boots but when he does,he'll put them on us and we'll be soooo helpless. I think we'll haveto do whatever he wants." Janet, I see where you're going with this, you want to fuck him. Youwant me to be cuckolded. I don't like it." 'Miss Wilson' darling. It won't be cuckolding. It's only cuckoldingif it's done in secret. If you were all man, it might be cuckolding,but you're not. He. ."Mmm...now I *really* know how you feel when I hold your hard, achingcock."Her...her..."Please don't let go."She grew a-"And fuck my ass like I'm a faggot."And she slid her panties aside to open her back door to me.Somehow I'm still hard.Somehow my body hasn't caught up with my confused brain.Somehow, I slowly slide into her hungry asshole.Somehow, my hand hasn't moved away from her...from her...as I'm holdingher..."And don't let go of my cock."I don't. I treat her covered hard lump like I'd.