Her knickers seemed a bit out of place for her position. They were a gift from the French President. He was a total rogue who took great pleasure in b...nding over a different female each and every day. His appetite for seducing almost every strange female he met was infamous across the far corners of the world. She felt sorry for his lovely wife who suffered his adventures in silent support.When he insisted she open his present in the safety of his inner chamber, she was at first offended and. Running her fingers down across her breasts and stomach, Jackie stopped at the large dark bush of hair between her legs. She wondered if she should shave it. Billy had suggested it a few times after he had seen it in a porno movie. After the second time he brought it up, she had offered to shave it if that meant that he would go down on her more often. An activity that even after two years of marriage occurred once in a blue moon. Billy then stopped asking."Maybe another time." Jackie mused as. ” Getting up, she walked over to her blanket and sat down crossing her legs under herself. “Why don’t you sit down for a while and tell me about yourself? It has been a while since I’ve talked to anyone new. I’m Florence by the way, though you can call me Flora if you’d like.” She blushed, and briefly looked away.Finding a spot on the blanket, I sat down across from her. “It’s very nice to meet you Flora. You can call me Journey.” She gently shook my outstretched hand as I asked, “What are you. "Thank you, my darling. You've cleared away every last vestige of guilt, not that there was much, but taking off my wedding ring did give me a pang." I'll bet it did."Their lunch was a largely silent affair but their eyes maintained almost non-stop communication: love and happiness which they were incapable of putting into words.Afterwards Jerry led her to his favourite jewellers. He did not push her towards any particular gemstone or design. In the end she chose a ruby set in diamonds and.