While I drove back ta the house, we talked 'bout what we wuz gonna do with the nigger. He looked ta us like he wuz gonna need lots of care fer a while..., soz there wuzn't a whole lot of options. We quickly decided that we had ta put him in the guest room 'til he got able ta look after hisself, an' that looked like weeks away ta me. Once we got him settled in, we'd ask him what happened, but I think that we had both figured that out by now.The nigger started ta wake up jus' afore we got home, soz. It was pink with white polka dots and low-cut to emphasisemy big bust. She had also got hold of a 'dumb blonde' wig fromsomewhere; an Alice band that matched my dress; and white high heels inmy size; and that's how I had to serve dinner that night. I felt verysilly, but loved it, and I knew she had done it for fun, and becauseshe cared, and she was aware that she had been neglecting me.But living and loving with Ruth was worth any sacrifice. At bedtime,just to tantalise her, I would strip. I do not have any children and have been divorced for ten years. As we were talking one night over some wine, she asked me what was the reason for my divorce. I told her that my X was not a sexual person and had a lot of issues that affected our relationship and grew apart beyond repair to make it simple. I told her that I was a sexual being bit kinky I guess and love to experiment with sex. I then asked her why she divorced and she told me that her X husband had a booze problem and that he. The humiliation was repeated five times in all. At the end, she brought out a hose and washed me off as if she was cleaning the car. As her hands soaped and cleaned my body, I realized that there was really nothing that I wouldn't let her do to me. And I was grateful for her for allowing me to understand this. I had made a choice and my choice was to be used by this woman and her husband. And no matter what happened from that point on to the point where his penis thrust itself into my.