All I could say was, "Wow darling you look good enough to eat"."Honey, if you want too, you will get that chance before tonight is over", she said smi...ing sweetly as she sat on the couch. It was then I saw that she wasn't wearing panties and her wet open pussy was exposed completely to me. I was shaking with excitement"Can I take my lovely slut to dinner?" I asked. She smiled and told me to get changed she was ready to go.Dinner at Denneys was quite an experience. From the moment we walked in. Now I was going to have to tell her I could not afford to spend money on new clothes. With my monthly credit card bills for all of the hotels and motels and dinners out I barely had enough money left to pay my mortgage and car payment. I didn't want to tell her that I couldn't afford to buy new clothes."I really don't need any new clothes," I said."I want to buy you some," she said. "I want you to look good when we go out to dinner tonight."I was a little insulted. Her implication was that she. "You sound strange, Brian. Are you okay?" I'm just — remarkable." Do you want to hear more about my evening? Greg has this beautiful little car! It's a convertible! And it's..." God, Sally, I would never have believed that you of all people could be impressed so easily just because some guy is driving a fancy car! I mean, we can't all tool around in a fucking Porsche!" What is this 'tool around?'" Sally wanted to know."It's just slang. It means, like, driving around — maybe fast."
"How did you. No doubt it would be a pleasure house. That was her lover’s goal anyways, for months now he had been studying and earning different certifications to work in one. Each one gained was an excuse to reward him, but Sally didn’t need an excuse to have sex. Cravings for pleasure plagued her body and often it distracted her at work. It did every woman, but Sally was glad enough to be able to afford an actual live-in lover instead of having to visit a pleasure house. One thing that they were.