My Rocky Relationship with Sheila--Part 3 of 4 - Sex Stories

My Rocky Relationship with Sheila--Part 3 of 4

... lifetime. Unfortunately, something happened just prior to our leaving that almost ruined the experience. I got another phone call from the police. This time I did go down to pick up Sheila immediately. She was picked up on the corner of Seventh and Charles. It was the center of the town’s seamiest area, an area known for drug pushers and prostitutes. Sheila had been arrested for the latter. She was subdued when I led her to the car. “What’s going on, Sheila? Why this?” “I was fired. My church found out about the divorce.” “So what…don’t lots of people get divorced? The court papers didn’t say anything about the real reasons other than ‘irreconcilable differences.’” “It was me—I kind of let it slip one day. I was bitching about it and I said something about slaves. Next thing I knew I was getting the third degree from the pastor. He fired me on the spot when I clammed up and refused to answer. Let’s face it—I need a really strong man like Ronny. Even you weren’t as strong as he is.” I almost choked, but remained silent as I decided that Sheila needed a good dose of reality. I walked her into the house, directing her to the guest bedroom. Nan had made the bed and provided fresh towels. I phoned Rita once Sheila was in bed. I asked if I could bring her over in the morning and I told her why. I was a bit surprised when she agreed readily. I made arrangements to go in to work a bit late. It was only a few days before our scheduled honeymoon so we were only closing up a few deals ...

... rather than working on new ones. I knocked on Rita’s door at 9:30 on the dot, exactly as scheduled. Sheila did a double take at the sight of Veronica. Her tits were even bigger than the last time I had seen her and her outfit was even more revealing with those huge tits hanging half out of her blouse. Her heels looked to be higher and the chain connecting her ankles shorter. She was able to take only the tiniest steps—not more than six inches at a time--as she led us into the living room. Sheila recognized Rita from her visit to my house and was understandably nervous. “Relax, Sheila—you wanted to see Ronny and that’s exactly what’s going to happen. Take a seat. Thanks for seeing us, Rita.” “My pleasure, Tom--feel free to take over.” I thanked her with a nod of my head and summoned Veronica over in front of me. “Veronica, I want you to remove your blouse. Are you wearing a bra? Take that off, also. I want to see those tits.” Sheila was shocked as Veronica complied with my orders. Her huge fleshy breasts hung heavily from her chest, the nipple rings had been replaced with a heavy stainless bar from which a circular ring swiveled. They were much larger and heavier than what I had seen earlier. “How big are they now,” I asked Rita. “Double E’s and I added the heavier rings so they could handle bigger weights. Sometimes I have twenty pounds hanging from each one. The doctor says it will help stretch her skin for the big ones.” She laughed at her own humor while Sheila looked on ...