’ He gave me a funny look. ‘You’ve never called me Steve before.’ ‘Oh! I didn’t think. You introduced yourself as Steven, I just always ca...led you that. Is it okay? Which would you prefer?’ ‘Well, normally I hate it when people call me Steve. But for some reason, it doesn’t bother me when you do it. I guess you can use whichever you want.’ I smiled. ‘Just yell if you need anything, okay?’ With that, he placed my bag and a large fluffy towel within reach, moved the soap and his shampoo onto the. My wardrobe became even more exotic and slutty from that moment on, as I embraced the Hotwife life, actively playing the role of cheating hotwife.My preferred sexual scenario would be one male pleasuring me, but there have been occasions where more than one male was attending to my sexual needs and I can’t deny that those occasions have been very sexually satisfying.I have on two separate occasions been the stripper at a private stag show for a few of his friends, where I was passed around like. I knew to that the blue sports shorts were so skin-tight that my cuntlips could be easily seen through them, camel-toe style. And I also wore my black, broad belt which I fastened very tightly round my waist to emphasize my curves. What I didn’t realize is that, by the time Jack would appear, my cunt was going to be so wet that he would instantly see how wet my short had become at my cunt and that he would also be able to smell that I was highly excited. In fact this is exactly what happened.. "What do you think about these? And what should I wear under them - do I need pantihose?" They will be lovely. You'll look amazing in them. No pantihose, just that sexy grey underwear if our laundry's back." saying this I got up and headed off to shower and shave myself.Mom was dressed and seated in front of the mirror when I came out of the shower and she looked me over closely, her gaze lingering on my cock and balls, as I selected and stepped into fresh underpants. Casual grey slacks and an.