I have shared a huse now for 5 years with an old friend who like me was suddenly divorced without a hint of anything going wrong. Pewee and I have very demanding jobs so we only really see each other at breakfast and after the pub. One day I was working in Epsom and was taken with a bug and had to go home. When I got home pewees car was still in the garage, strange I thought. When I got into the house I can only describe it as a vision. There o my sofa was a bonde with long legs, pushing a dildo up her arse, or that what I thought. I walked in and asked if I could help, imangin my suprise when pewee nearly shit himself because he thought I would go mad. Mad eh, I stripped naked in seconds and played my mate for all I was worth for over 2 hours. When we did speak he said that he didn't know I was like that, but the mood just took me. Well Pewee is now my new wife, always in stockings, and french maids outfit. We have a understaning that when i want it he drops his knickers and goes for it. We recently took to legs and feet, and regulaly go for walks in the wood in Guildford hoping for him to be caught and given a good thrashing of hard length. What do you say