" What? What are you talking about?" Carly Sweetheart, that boy has been crazy about you for as long as I've known you. And you about him, too. You re...ally didn't know that?" Carly looked dumbfounded. "You talk about him constantly. 'Stephen this ... Stephen that.' And when this all started ... I mean, I know you were acting reluctant, but I knew you'd end up in bed with him. And I was so fucking jealous, by the way!" Really?" Carly Seemed genuinely surprised as well as a bit pleased. "I have to. I start to push ever so slow I push…going deeper and deeper. Finally almost all in and I back out. I get more lotion quickly and pour it on my cock and stroke it one time to spread then back in it goes…like butter. I move faster now and stoop down a little to change angle. I’m fucking you so hard now and at such an angle that I’m lifting you up at each stroke up I do your leaning hard on the towel bar and your tits are swaying from my pounding. I reach forward and grab your shoulders and pound. As she left the room I asked if there was anything she needed doing and she asked if I could put some moisturiser on her back, I was delighted and followed her through to the bedroom where she took a seat in front of her bedroom mirror and handed me a bottle. Rose pulled her arms from her robe and held it firmly against her boobs allowing her back to be exposed. I put some lotion on my hands and gently started to rub it in to her back, she sighed and said that it felt really good, it'd been. Mysister-in-law did the same to Geraldine. And all the time, my mother-in-law's face wore a smile of smug satisfaction. She had the same smile eachtime she played the recording of the show to her many lady friends whenthey visited our house. And I would be there in my maid's uniform toserve tea to them. But there was no doubt that seeing myself as a sissyhusband on television was rather an erotic sensation. I felt my cockstiffening in my knickers whenever I saw it. I hoped the visiting.