She promised me that it was a one-time thing, that she had learned an awful lesson from it, and it would never happen again. She didn’t try to lie t...o me, and she never tried to evade the responsibility for her actions. Call me a wimp, or a pussy-whipped husband or what you will, I forgave her, and put it behind me. It was a one-time thing, and was alcohol related — too much to drink and a known predator ready to pounce. I believe her assurances that she won’t ever get into that position again.. "Do you have a girlfriend, Bill?" The question had come out of the blue and Bill was totally unprepared for it."Ah ... no ... no ... I don't. I guess I've been too busy with my business to find the time." He was clearly uncomfortable."Well, I don't have a husband any more. I suppose you heard ... he took off with that Carlotta Thurston. I guess he thought she was prettier than me." She couldn't hide the disgust in her voice, and it was directed at Carlotta."I heard about that." In a small place. When I took the contact sheets to show her, she was very pleased. They were all in focus and well lit as requested.For the second part of the shoot mom had removed the dress and was laying on the floor. She had her breasts exposed and I put a macro lens on one camera to take some real close up pictures of the way the feather duster excited her nipples. Every bump of those beautiful round feeding spouts was captured on film and etched in my memory.I took a ton of shots of her from every possible. .you clit is sore now and your cunt lips are so puffy, you need help to stand up the guys don’t say a word, they use your panties to clean them selves up and give them back to you saying “no “ we think you should keep these !!The jogger guy says I hope you enjoyed your swing and with a smile he leaves, you leave the park toilets in a daze and thin “all this before breakfast, “although your inner soul has been fed you go in search of somewhere to sit down and have a drink.Looking around you.