I'm dressed in a tight, black, long sleeved top and a short denim skirt. A vintage scarf tied around my neck. A look of surprises passes over your fac...e, quickly recovered into a smile. "Hello you" you grin, a knowing look in your eye. Looking around quickly you flick the answerphone button on the phone as I grab your hand and lead you towards the nearest bathroom. Knowing we haven't got much time, and in no mood to wait anyway. As soon as the door is shut, i'm all over you. I never could resist. Cheery flowery curtains hung in the window there. Renee guided her to the bedroom. Betsy just stopped in the doorway, her eyes darting everywhere. There was a high four-poster bed, with a step stool to help her onto the mattress. Everywhere she looked, she saw perfection. It was a beautiful room, thoughtfully prepared to welcome her. Her luggage was open on the racks, ready for unpacking. On the night stand, a phone and a vase of tiny white roses rested. Renee was excitedly showing her around.. She didn't seem to mind though, because as soon as I sat down she bent over and started to suck me off right there on the subway train. She sucked me for a couple of minutes, then sat back and motioned for me to suck her large cock. I did willingly. At first I sucked her slowly, but she obviously wanted to pick up the pace, as she grabbed the back of my head and pushed me down while starting to buck up against me. Soon she was fucking my face with some fury, and though I gagged a few times as. ”“Whatever you say, my wife.” he winked and gave a gentle spank on my butt before walking away.The words ‘My wife’ were pure music to my ears. I always loved role-playing games, especially the one where we had to pretend to be husband-wife. That night we planned to do the same.I went to our parent’s bedroom and looked in their wardrobe. There I undressed and wore one of my mother’s nighty. I had my eyes on that silky pink dress since the first time my mother wore it. Sadly I was too small back.