Whatif I got caught? I would never live this down!I found it even harder to concentrate at work today and was constantlyaware of the swishing noise t...at the pantyhose made as my legs moved andfelt sure my male colleagues would have noticed, let alone my female ones!When I got home I washed a pair of her panties and pantyhose and a bra anda pair of my boxer shorts and socks. When I got up Samantha had gone outbut when I looked in the drawer I found out that she was wearing my boxershorts and. At first, when I told him about my new ho, he didn’t believe me and laughed, but when I told him he could have Mrs Jennings for the night for 50 dollars, he realised I was very serious. He quickly paid me what he had in his pocket and promised the rest tomorrow.“Be sure to spank her ass and fuck her ass,” I told him. “When I get her back, I expect her to be well trained for the discount I’m giving you.He followed me down the hall back to the room and almost fell backwards as he walked in seeing. Between phone sex and steamy emails, they managed to become quite happy in their little arrangement. She had been married for about fifteen years to a man who showed little to no affection. So long as there was hot food, clean clothes and a decently organized house, he was content to exist without the comforts of the warm aching body next to him in bed. Instead he seemed to prefer meager amounts of contact between the two of them. Ricky had been married for almost twenty years and hadn’t shared. I was about three in the afternoon, so the buffet table was already picked up and gone probably before I arrived. I ordered a diet Coke. A lonely figure of a buxom young lady was slow dancing on the stage, wearing nothing but a g-string, and a pouch for a belly and saggy boobs. Suddenly, I realized why I had given up on strip clubs.“That was Dal-ya on the main stage,” the DJ called out as the music changed. “Please give a warm welcome to the fine lady from the Philippines, - Cici!”I didn't.