’ She shuddered, as she was unceremoniously dumped back into the real world, her world and the job that provided a way for her comfortable lifestyle.... She was starting to feel a little panicky now, not liking this one bit. She lifted one hand and slapped his thigh, asking for a time out, but he ignored it and she felt his cock pulse against her tongue. Suddenly she realised that he was treating her like a common whore. Shit, she was here as his guest! The bastard! She had thought that he was. We'll go upstairs and see what we canfind to transform you into a pretty little girl. Then we will look throughyour scrapbooks and the video together. Won't that be nice." Mummy askeddisplaying a lovely big smile."Oh, but Mummy I don't have any clothes. I thought today we would just lookat the scrapbooks and Video. Then you would tell me what I'm to buy." Mindyou I was really hoping I would be dressed up today. Or was it last minuteattack of nervous hitting me, making me say that. "No, no. By this time I was married, but you didn’t seem to mind. You continued to entertain my need to occasionally catch up after months had gone by. I messaged you ever so often to see how you were doing, hear about your life’s adventures, and to live vicariously through your seemingly carefree lifestyle. I especially loved it when you would send pictures. I was reading you, trying to understand what I had missed out on years earlier. I began to share more about myself, things only my wife knew. I freeze on the spot, as her hands move round to rest on my chest, her arms encircling me in a female bear hug. Squeezing me tight, I feel Jayne’s soft, luscious breasts pressing against my back as she leans her head on my shoulder, her long, red wavy hair brushing against my face.My nostrils breathe in her scent, as I smell her perfume and feel her chest rising and falling to her deep breaths. Frozen to the spot, I gather myself and begin to say “Jayne, this isn’t right, you know we.