When Kelly paid she also laid down a tip. He pushed it back to her and said “All okay.”I wore a Hawaiian shirt and slacks. Kelly wore a different ...hort sundress than the one from earlier in the day. It was black and had a deep V neck showing lots of cleavage. The back was open nearly to her butt crack and had laces crossing back and forth. Kelly laughed and said “I don’t know why I’m even wearing clothes? I expect this dress will last about five minutes after we get there!” She was also wearing. He smiled and the first thing that came out of his mouth was, “wow”. I had my hair down and I was wearing a tight little black dress that showed off my curves and my cute ass with some 5 inch heels; I guess he liked one I was wearing =). So I pull him inside and offer him something to drink. Still having to finish my make-up I tell him to take a seat on the couch. I talked to him from my bedroom; apologizing for making us run late and asking him where we’ll be eating and stuff like that. 10. As Briana, now naked, went into the front parlor, she ran into a school friend Whitney. Whitney was the class chubby. She was a pretty girl with long blond hair who was always overweight from their elementary school days. She wasn't grossly overweight, but today's standards of sleek and slender made her the butt of many jokes. Briana knew that she seldom went to school social functions and never dated boys, so she told her about the Taylor's home. Since she had told her, Whitney had found self. Unburdened by convention and free of thought; no matter how wanton. And it was her dearest husband who had taken and led her to be so. Her resistance had been born of upbringing and propriety which, in those twilight hours, he had stripped away leaving her a slave not only to his desires but, more importantly, to her own. She closed her eyes and let those desires wash over her in waves of lustful memory. Her lips parted slightly at the memory of his large member that had slipped so sweetly into.