..”Her cell phone suddenly began to vibrate in her hand. Another caller. It was Faith.“Mom, hold on for a sec, okay? Just calm down.”She didn’...t know if she heard her, but with her mother still wailing, Willow switched to the incoming call. “Faith? What the…?”“Hi, Willow.” Her sister sounded drained. “Can I stay at your place for a while? I think Mitchell and I are separating.”“What?”“I…” Faith hesitated then sighed and said, “I’ve been meeting another man.”“Oh.” For some reason, Willow couldn’t. My reasons were simple. If I was willing to choose beingdressed as a woman over my marriage, why not explore it more? Ieventually even met a woman, who soon became my Mistress, who wouldhelp me with my appearance, makeup, and mannerisms.So I am at one of my Mistress parties or something dressed as Jessicaand having an okay time when my ex wife Lori and her boyfriend show up.I can only assume it was her boyfriend from the way they talked, andthe way he was palming her ass as they walked in. She. There are things you have to do to it in those five hours. It's more work than a turkey.After I started dinner I went up and took a shower. I laid out a nice outfit to put on just before Brad and our guest arrive. I considered going for slutty. But I have a sense that Mr. Morris prefers sweet and innocent.I really want to please him. How can I not? He's a sweet man who just bought me a fucking mansion!I've only recently started to turn into a pretty good cook. But I still screw up pretty good. He wanted to see me again, of course, but I told him that it would be Wednesday before I was available. He asked if I dated much and I said that I did, so he wouldn’t be my only lover. That got him hard again, which often happens when guys find out how sexy I am, and we fucked once more. Then he took me back to my car.I got home that time just in time for Fred, a fifty-year-old with a thick dick that I wouldn’t do anal with. When his big cock head separated my labia and popped in quite easily.