’ She smiled, but she knew it was weak. Neither of them moved, but stared at each other silently for a moment. He stood up slowly, his hands sliding...up her ribcage. She trembled and fought back the moan. He stared hard down at her before stepping closer, their toes almost touching. ‘I want you.’ He said it with no hesitancy, no guilt or shame. The words, his voice, his body heat, all had her aching from her neck to her knees. She wanted him, too. He slowly leaned down, his fingertips moving up. The day was almost over and there were just a few customers around when she suddenly looked up and saw him smiling in her direction from the rails containing sets of Basques. She smiled back at him, asked an assistant to take her place and then went over and joined him. “Can I help you sir?” she said to him. He smiled again. “That depends,” he told her, “I’m looking for something special; something for a special lady.” “Special?” He leaned closer. “I want to buy something for a lady to wear. At school it was hard to keep up with Gina on my min, finally after a long day got home and called her if she wanted to go out with friends. At a local bar we drinked and laughed with our group of friends, a girl from school, Wendy was there too and tried to flirt with me, Gina wasn't happy with that, almost furious if you looked into her eyes. Wendy went to the restroom and Gina followed, minutes went by and Gina walked out the restroom.Everyone was having fun and didn't notice that Wendy was. I blew my wad into her. When her orgasm subsided, she kissed me gently on the forehead. "Did you cum sweetheart?" she whispered. I nodded, then saw stars as she slapped me across the face. "I told you what would happen if you did anything without permission, it seems you're a slow learner. Get up and go into the bedroom, NOW." I scuttled out of the kitchen, if I hadn't known better, I'd have sworn she was serious, nah, not my sweet, innocent little Dianne. How wrong could I be, my 'sweet' wife.