Mary was very much a loner and enjoyed her own company. Most of thegirls at school were better off financially and looked down at her butwere jealous... of her academic achievements and good looks. She was alsoallowed to dress more grown up, wearing makeup and stockings to school;her breasts were well developed and the boys made advances but werequickly turned away.Mary had very few nice clothes but she made the most of what she had.A Bri-Nylon panty-girdle with suspenders attached; matching. We had a grown up mutual relation, she offered herself to me , she has consent to be in relation with, either due to her job or due to her desire for pleasure.She serve my sexual need and fill up the absence of my wife there. Mani was like my wife, when she stay at my place. As I was bit kinky in lingerie and long hair. I brought her fancy night wear and keep her hair untie during our action.That day when I am back to home from my usual duty, Mani was in my home washing cloths, and her son. In the past weeks I had grown somewhat accustomed to the perpetual frustration. I adjusted as best I could at work. The world did look different. Every small eroticism was tripled. I noticed the women in my day to day life differently. Certain images on TV or in a magazine set off the constant desire. I managed though. I made it those first few weeks with just willpower and the desire to obey. I would adapt. The only thing that I was powerless with was Julie.I just a few days I was. It’s not what you’re thinking. It wasn't one of "will his cock be larger than mine, will she like his cock better than mine. I knew that his dick wouldn't be larger because we are friends, work partners and we have showered together, so I knew there wouldn't be an enormous cock popping out from his pants. What really bothered me the most was the thought that she was going to stick his cock in her mouth. As for an explanation as to why this bothered me, it wasn't so much that she was going to.