I can feel myself beginning to moisten. Such an erotic thrill to be party to the act below. My mind wanders into the room and I imagine what he must b... doing. Is he just sitting still, taking in the sexy show or is he telling her what to do? I assume he is well dressed judging from his shoes. But is he clean shaven? Stubbly? Rugged? Geeky? It's impossible to tell. Is he able to restrain himself as he watches the beauty unfold before him or has he freed his cock from his trousers, stroking his. She read and reread the brochure unsure of what she was getting herself into. Yes, she and her boyfriend had been dating for a while, and he finally mentioned that he wanted to collar her and the very idea made her grow moist.She had been reading erotica and dreamt of this type of thing for a long time in secret.Packing her bags, she prepared to enter the luxurious mansion that looked foreboding and inviting at the same time. Once inside she was led to a dressing area to change into a sheer. I wanted something sexy, but also elegant. I found a real nice black number, very short, I have great legs, but it had a nice touch of elegance. I went to the salon to get a manicure and a pedicure. I got myself all dolled up. I looked hot in that dress, and of course, I never wear panties. I am an exhibitionist; I really get off flashing waiters and patrons.I went over to my cousin’s apartment at 6:30, and had a couple of beers. Michael picked me up at 7:30 sharp. He looked great, and smelled. With the cabin and the money I have invested, we should be able to live many years. In town, our expenses would have eaten into our capital because of rising costs. At the camp, because of the way you had us design the cabins and we make our own electricity, we don't have much in monthly expenses." I think Art is the happiest, because he does not miss the going out to dinner, the evening paper or for that matter, TV. For Rob and me, and probably you, it is a different choice. We picked where we.