I had to start a new thread because I have no idea what happened yesterday or where we are going. As I indicated in my quick post in Chapter three, it all started as expected. I barely had hung up her mother’s coat before she put the vase back in the middle of the table and Missy and I both chuckled. We hadn’t even settled into our chairs when mother was looking all around and said, “well considering you have to work at a job the house doesn’t look too bad.” Missy just gave me a “told you so” smile. I was going to help make Thanksgiving dinner (I am a pretty good cook) but her mother kicked me out. Men do not belong in the kitchen. Just one of my many faults since they arrived. From the words that came out of the kitchen apparently Missy did not belong in a kitchen either. Thanksgiving dinner actually was fairly pleasant if not awkwardly quiet. The weekend was predictable. Nothing Missy did was ever quite good enough but it was forgivable since she was forced to work to support us. Her father and I were able to spend a fair amount of time in the den watching the games and I gave him a tour of the shop and showed him how I program the machines. Monday night the s*** hit the fan. We were all sitting in the living room talking. At some point her mother started harping on Missy to have children. Missy said that she wasn’t ready to have children and her mother asked when she would be ready. After all, her biological clock is ticking. Missy timidly said that maybe she wouldn’t have kids. Her mother started to jump all over her for not providing her with grandchildren and finally her mother said, “You are just being selfish!” That was it. I stood up and pretty loudly said Missy was not selfish that she was the most loving and caring person in the world. And then I just started making stuff up. I said it was not Missy’s fault we don’t have kids. It turns out my sperm count is so low that our chances of having kids is 1 in a million. Then to explain I said the doctor thinks it is because I had mumps when I was in college. I said Missy wouldn’t tell you because she didn’t want you to think less of me. We talked about adoption but we didn’t want that and when I said she could try the sperm bank Missy said she loves me too much to do that and if she had a child she wanted it to be mine. So now I had dug this huge hole about a mile deep and I glanced at Missy whose expression was total bewilderment. I finally concluded by saying that Missy had more love in her little finger than she (her mother) had in her whole body and “if she ever called Missy selfish again she would not be welcome in this house!” That set her mother off big time. She could visit her daughter anytime and anywhere she wanted. Apparently I not only could not support her daughter, now I wasn’t even man enough to give her children and she was ranting at me about how useless I was on and on. She finally concluded by saying that maybe it was time for Missy to find a good divorce lawyer and then she could come back where she belonged and find a real man. With that Missy stood up and read her mother the riot act. She said if she had to choose between us, I came way ahead of her mother. She told her that I make more money in a month then they made in a year and she only works because she loves her job and she is damn good at it. Then Missy looked like she didn’t know what to say next and she looked over at that dumb vase. She stomped over to it, moved it to the edge of the table and said, “this is where it belongs.” She stomped back across the room and said we have to get to the airport early tomorrow so I’m going to bed. She looked back at me and asked, “are you coming!?” I followed her upstairs and we got in the bedroom and she slammed the door behind us and she was crying and she turned to me, gave me a huge kiss, said I love you so much and as soon as my parents are on that plane I am going to make love to you like never before. We went to bed and I held her as tight as I could. No caressing or words, I just held her till she fell asleep. When we got up in the morning I told her I was thinking in bed and asked her how she would feel if I made what I said be real, you know about the mumps thing. She asked what was that about anyway. I never knew about any mumps. Then she laughed. I said I was just winging it because I didn’t want your mother ragging on you for us not wanting children. I told Missy I had no idea what I was saying. So what do you think? She said, “You want to get mumps?” I said no. I could get a vasectomy and you wouldn’t have to take the pill anymore. She put her arms around me and gave me a kiss and said you just keep making me love you more and more. We all met downstairs for breakfast. Her father had a smile and a look on his face that said he knew I was lying through my teeth but he didn’t say anything. Her mother ranted some more during breakfast saying that Missy was disrespectful and when I was about to speak up Missy shushed me and sent me out to get the car ready. The ride to the airport was mostly awkward silence. Mother complained when I parked in the airport lot instead of going to the drop off area and I told her they have a shuttle and this way we can go in and see them off. While her mother went straight to the check-in counter her father came over to Missy and me. He shook my hand and said, “I can tell you really love my daughter and I like you for that. She is fragile. Take good care of her.” Then he hugged Missy and told her he loved her and went over to his wife. Missy started to cry and asked me for my hankie. We waited for them to get through the TSA and her father waved and Missy waved back like she was a little girl waving at daddy. We took the jitney to the lot and got in the car and then things got crazy. Shortly after we were out of the lot she started squirming around under her blouse and in few minutes she had her bra off and her blouse mostly unbuttoned. Then she lifted her butt off the seat and pulled down her panty hose and her panties. She eventually got them off and then stuffed everything in the glove compartment. While she is doing all this I asked her what she was doing and she just said, “Drive! I’ll tell you what to do!” As were driving along she would put her hand in my lap and she pulled my hand over and put it on her thigh. Then laughed and said something about distracted driving and put my hand back on the wheel. About 3/4 of the way home she said turn in here. It was the driveway into the little park we sometimes go to. It was barely above freezing and windy so I wasn’t sure what was going on. She had me park where the car couldn’t be seen. She got out and said get out and put the back seat down and she put the back seat on her side down. Then she said drop your pants and get in. She tossed me the key. Meanwhile she climbed in, opened her blouse and lifted the front of her skirt. She said get in here and take me. I said, “what?” She said, “you heard me get in here and F*** me. I don’t think she ever used that word in her life. She was already very wet. I rubbed her breasts and fingered her and then she pulled me on her. In just a few minutes we both had an orgasm. After a minute or so she said that was fantastic and she got out and said okay lets go home. I put my pants back on and we started home. I asked what is happening and she answered, “just enjoy it.” Then she added she had promised to make love to me as soon as her parents were on the plane. Then she laughed a nervous laugh. We got home and she calmly said she needed to get out of her skirt and put something clean on. She went to laundry room and took off her skirt and blouse and then walked to the stairs naked. When she came down she had only the old, long work Tee shirt on and I soon discovered no panties. As if nothing was unusual she said we had to get the house back to normal. She made sure I got a frequent show and she had this almost mischievous grin the whole time. After a while I looked at my watch and it was almost two o’clock. I said I am getting a little hungry, would you like some lunch? She said sure what would you like? I said we can make some sandwiches out of leftover turkey. She just looked at me like she was thinking for a minute and then she said, “Wrong!” She plopped down on the edge of the sofa and spread her legs and said here is your lunch. When I hesitated she said “Eat!” I got down and licked her and it took a while and then I remembered to massage her G spot and eventually, maybe 10 minutes, she had another orgasm. After a minute or two she said now it’s your turn. Drop your pants and sit. She got on her knees and she performed oral sex on me. When she finished she didn’t look like she actually liked it but she didn’t say anything about it and I had no idea what to say. At this point I am wondering who this woman is. She looks like my wife but she is somebody I don’t know at all. She then said we needed to go shower and change. We went up to the bedroom and she took off her top and went into the bathroom. She looked out at me and said you need one too. We took our first ever shower together. It was erotic to say the least. We got out and she said, “dry me off.” I did and while I dried myself off she started to get dressed. She pulled out the sexy bra and called me over to fasten it. Then she put on the sheer blouse. I was at a loss as to what I was supposed to do next and asked her what she wanted me to wear. She paused a second and then pulled two pairs of her satin bikini panties out and threw one to me and said try these on. She put hers on while I struggled to get the panties up because they were definitely small and just barely held my privates in. She just smiled. When I asked what else to put on she said I looked fine the way I was. Then she asked me to help her put the sexy stockings on. Sliding the stockings up her legs was a real turn on. After the stockings she put on a pair of heels and we went down stairs. When we got downstairs she said we needed to get the stuff out of the glove compartment and find my cage. She just smiled as she watched me crawl around in the back of the SUV looking for the cage parts and key. We got in the house and she asked me how I liked the panties. I said they were pretty tight but the satin felt nice. She said good. I’ll order some in your size while you put my stuff in the laundry and take your cage and key upstairs. I realized I answered that question wrong. When I came back down she was still doing something on her phone. She apparently was actually doing this. She put down the phone and said she wanted to dance with me. She pushed the coffee table out of the way and told Alexa to play slow dance music. We danced and she held me much closer than at dance lessons. We didn’t do any fancy steps, just simple box steps. After a few songs she said “Dip Me” and I did and we kissed. By now it is pushing 4 o’clock and we still haven’t eaten since breakfast. She suggested we order a pizza. I thought that was a good idea, a little sanity at last. I called for the pizza and set the money on the table by the door. We always add a pretty good tip cause the guys that deliver it are usually high school senior boys and most of their pay is in tips. I said I needed to get some clothes on to answer the door when it gets here and she said she’ll take care of it “go up and get my robe.” I got her robe and gave it to her and she set it on the back of the chair. When the pizza arrived she motioned for me to get back where I couldn’t be seen and I thought she was going to slip on her robe. NO. She just opened the door about a quarter of the way so I couldn’t be seen. She picked up the money and handed it to the boy and took the pizza and said thank you. She turned to me and calmly said, “I bet he has trouble focusing on deliveries the rest of the night.” I felt weird. Part of me was turned on because this kid saw my wife. At the same time I’m thinking that kid just saw my wife. After we ate we danced a little more and then she asked me if I liked the way she looks in this outfit. I hesitated. She said it’s alright you can use the WORD this one time. I said you’re way past beautiful. You’re gorgeous. She gave me a smile that said I own you tonight. The phone rang and it was her father calling to say they got home safely and he had a good visit. I don’t know what all they talked about but they talked for at least a half hour which was not normal for her talking to her father. When she came back in the room after hanging up she was definitely happy. Then she decided she wanted to play strip poker. I said but I only have a pair of panties on. She laughed and said you’re probably going to lose, aren’t you. But if your embarrassed by your body we can just play gin rummy. We played cards for a while and she would occasionally rub her breast and that made her partially visible nipples stand out. She knew damn well she was driving me crazy. I think she has developed a sadistic streak. Then she said I want to watch Ghost. We brought up Ghost on our Amazon TV. Instead of cuddling on the couch to watch it she had me sit at the end and she laid down with her head in my lap. She put my hand on her breast and said be still and watch the movie. It is her favorite movie even though she always cries through most of it. She says it is because it is so sad but so romantic. After the movie she said we are going to bed now. It wasn’t even 9 o’clock. We got to the bedroom and she said, “ You are going to make love to me the way Sam would have made love to Molly. Undress me slowly and sensuously. Gently lay me on the bed. Touch and kiss every inch of my body. Go slow and loving.” We must have had an hour of foreplay and then she spread her legs and started to pull me up on her. It was unbelievable. We both had amazing orgasms. Then she said, “I’m going to cry now because you love me so much. Just hold me very tight till I fall asleep.” Now we come to this morning. She woke up early. I caressed her body a little and kissed her and I thought she liked it. Suddenly she said, we have to get up. I probably have a backlog at work it’ll take all morning to get through. She grabbed her bra and panties and headed for the shower. She had her bra and panties on when she came back into the bedroom. I was obviously watching her. She snapped, “What are you looking at? You have to get back to work too! Get up and get dressed! And put your cage on!” She picked up the key and put it around her neck. By the time I got my shower and dressed she was downstairs fixing breakfast. She didn’t say a thing about yesterday. She kept talking about work and said she also had to prep for the first of the year-end strategy meetings this afternoon. She really needed to get to work early and she started for the door. I said I don’t even get a goodbye kiss? She came back gave me a quick peck and then said, “you probably need to wash the comforter on the bed, it’s probably a little messy.” Talk about your multiple personalities.