He opened the door with a lopsided smile and warm brown eyes.nn"You're late," he said.nn"I got caught in traffic," she said. She was unsure how to continue. He opened the door wider, nn"Come inside, I wanted to warm up the room but." he shrugged his shoulders. She laughed.nnThe room was primitive to say the least. They had been meeting there for 15 years in a shearers hut. Things were a little more complicated in the beginning with them being in-laws. They didn't meet as often as they would have liked but circumstances made it difficult so they appreciated the time they spent together more. She knew in his own way he loved her and she him. He would never leave his wife. Even though she had left her husband and remarried happily he was still in her thoughts. nnThe quarters were very spartan. He had cleaned off a bench, the bench that they had fucked on many times. She had come on that bench and sometimes onto the floor. He was amazed and at first thought she had pissed herself but knew better now. She touched him, he was so warm and comfortable, although not the usual body type she was attracted to. Her husband, whom she loved very much, was bigger and hairier.

Bettie is a prominently radiant woman. The Latina features could lure any person into getting what she wants. Dale, her husband is what she wants and has.nnShe loves him deeply. Even with entering the swingers' world no one could make her feel as hot or needed like the good-looking spouse. The handsome husband is the center of her world by choice.nnBettie had always been the independent type-strong and secure. Her mind was open to endless possibilities. It is a duty of any sane person to explore every option feasible in order to be truly happy. nnSo when invited by Lara to go on a 'girls' week' away to San Francisco, it was quickly accepted. Her husband's aunt is a beautiful woman. Their sexual encounters left the young wife feeling very close to the older relative. nnDale was asked if it is all right. There were no objections. He even suggested that they have special fun in the city by the bay.nnDelighted, Bettie quickly made plans to travel. This jaunt would be a discovery time. The two of them would have a chance to grow closer. nnThe flight was only a day. Bettie had packed some sexy outfits as well as daily clothing.

Harriet Burnside is a luscious black-haired beauty, 35 years old, and recently widowed. Her husband, Ben, had crashed his luxury SUV two years ago and died, along with the three high class hookers that were his passengers. Ben was a very successful heart surgeon, very handsome and not immune to the charms of the many women who find money and power irresistible in a man; many of the staff nurses had been among his conquests. Since he was legally drunk at the time, their insurance company had fought the widow tooth and nail, finally settling for just enough to allow Harriet to pay-off the car Ben had been driving, his funeral expenses, and little else. Unknown to Harriet, Ben was also a degenerate gambler and liked to treat his "lady friends" to the best of everything; this left the young widow in financial straits even though she makes $40.00/hr as an RN. Ben's family had never really accepted her, and except for a trust fund for their 5 yr old, Kaley's, college education, they had not felt compelled to help her with the huge outstanding bills their darling son had run-up. nnBen was a few levels above Harriet's "station"; he was a Stanford-educated cardiac surgeon and she, though a college grad, was a lowly RN; that had mattered not a whit to the pampered, highly-sexed son of privilege: what DID matter was her 42DD-28-40 physique. None of those willowy, pinch-faced high-society brats for Ben; he preferred his women with abundant curves, not the "no hips, flat ass" types like Cameron Diaz or Paris Hilton. Harriett is quite striking besides, and it hadn't taken long for the playboy doctor to woo, then bed, then wed the tremendously-stacked young nurse, much to the chagrin of his family. nnHarriet has been taught the kinkier side of sex by the high-ranking son of a multi-millionaire: light bondage, three-ways (Both MMF and MFF), submission, and, of course, anal sex. The last was his favorite. He delighted in reaming his big-butted wife's back-door with his 10" cock-staff, then stuffing it in her mouth for a thorough cleaning. That had ended when he died; Harriett had been so busy working, taking care of her children, and grieving that she hasn't had a sexual relationship in 13 months, after her fling with a doctor who worked at the same hospital and since the birth of her youngest daughter. nnThe rift between Harriett and the high-and-mighty Burnside's had increased ten-fold when Harriett's fling with a married staff cardiologist had resulted in the birth of an out-of-wedlock daughter, Amanda. The heart surgeon had sworn that he would leave his wife and marry Harriett, and for a few months assisted the widow with pre-natal expenses; then, one day, Harriett had arrived at work to discover that the bastard had finangled a position in France as Chief of Staff in Paris' most prestigious hospital, leaving Harriett in the lurch. The baby was now 13 months old, and though things were a bit tough, the mother of two was managing to keep her small family's head's above water. She hadn't spoken to her in-laws in months, and her many calls to ask for help had gone unanswered. Her tenuous financial situation had taken a dramatic turn for the worse when her newborn daughter had gotten sick six weeks ago and Harriett, battling valiantly to keep the creditors at bay, was reduced to calling her mother-in-law one last time to plead for assistance. Marian Burnside, the haughty matriarch of the wealthy family had told her in the coldest, most un-sympathetic voice possible: "The Burnside's feel no responsibility WHATSOEVER to assist you with the care of your bastard whelp, as you saw fit to dishonor our son's memory with your slatternly behavior.

(Author's Note: This is a continuation of "Amy Finally Lives Out Her Fantasies -- Shy Amy uses her strapon on Kyle". Thanx to all who provided such great feedback. Hope you like part two. Warning: this story contains male/female strapon sex, cum eating, and as the category suggests, shemale sex. If those aren't your things, you won't enjoy this story. Love to hear everyone's feedback so please let me know what you all think.)nn*nn"Wow! What got into you?"nn"I don't know, I just decided to finally loosen up and go with my desires," she explained. "Did you enjoy it?"nn"Are you nuts? I LOVED every second of it!" I exclaimed.nnFiguring the alcohol played a very large role in her sudden assertiveness, I decided to explore for more of her secret fantasies before her buzz wore off.nn"Any other desires you want to let loose with?" I asked coyly.nn"Well, yes, there is one," she said meekly. I feared she'd go back to her usual shy self, so I quickly asked what is was. She hesitated, and I felt I was losing the suddenly aggressive Amy. I kept asking, pestering really until she finally caved in and spoke up:nn"It was just so hot watching you suck the strapon.