My wife stood out on the deck dressed in her sexy swimsuit as Justin met her. The two of them then went inside and I felt a huge adrenalin rush. I gav...e them a few minutes before going up to the back door and walking on in. I heard several noises coming from our upstairs bedroom as I slowly made my way up the steps. As I reached the top of the stairs my cock was rock hard as I quietly made my way down the hallway to our bedroom. The door was once again partially opened and I glanced in to see. I would eventually have a collection of clothes I had managed to...procure from various sources along with the finest samplings from ladies catalogues that I would store safely under my bed. On the faithful day wth the folks out to town. I drew the curtains and donned my best outfit of the time. Satin white panties pressing against what I would later call my boi clitty, matching white stockings and bra stuffed other tights to create the illusion of breasts. I wore one of my mom's evening. “Where are you from?” I asked. “I am Frode, from Norway,” he said, “And you, my dear?”“I’m Karen, from the United States,” I answered, spreading my legs for him, ”Frode is an interesting name.”“My name means wise, or clever,” he announced, “It is pronounced Frod.”“I am sorry that I mispronounced it,” I smiled, trailing my finger up and down my glistening slit. “Please forgive my ignorance.”“Ah, nothing to forgive, my sweet,” he smiled, hand gripping his shaft.“Your cock is very nice,” I said,. Enid looked almost as much disconcerted as Hyacinth. She was leaning against a chair, watching the broad smile on Charlotte’s face with an expression of as much disgust as fascination. “She is! She is!” Said Enid. “But I suppose being a lesbian doesn’t necessarily mean that…” “Well, something must have made her pregnant! However versatile Josephine may be, I don’t think she could quite do that. I don’t think your Charlotte’s any more a lesbian than me!” “But lesbianism’s an emotional thing. Not.