Putting together the right outfit, working out the best place to be in the house, practicing my lines to appear convincingly surprised, everything was...lined up perfectly.For a few months the relationship between me and my fiancé, Janice, had been just a little kinky. She had cottoned on to my submissive tendencies and we had played a few games where she took the lead, and she certainly seemed to enjoy my attentions. She had even made me wear her panties one evening, during foreplay, and had. " Let me take care of it," Linda said, and patted Anne's hand."What are you gonna do?" I'm just gonna talk to him. I'll find out if he likes girls."Anne sighed. "Linda, be easy on him. He's only nineteen." Anne, the boy is over six feet tall. You want me to be careful with him?"Anne smiled, but it was a brief, nervous smile."Of course, you're right," she said.Linda smiled back, but her head spun. What was it Anne said about Ethan, something about him being a whole lot of man? What did that. “What?”“A couple that I met in the bathroom gave me their card so that we can fuck them. ” I knew I was crazy for even mentioning them to him.“Tonight?” He said trying not to smile.“Uh-I guess” I said thinking he would tell me to throw the card away.“Call em.”“What?”“You heard me. Call em.”I called them on my cell phone. I was happy as a gay boy in boystown, because I knew I was in for a treat. This is gonna be so freaky, I thought.By the time they arrived to my man’s penthouse door, he and I. ‘Mmmprh. What are you doing?!? Ugh!’ Carl pushed me away. Not exactly the response I was looking for but I enjoyed the moment. We sat there is silence for a few minutes. Finally Carl started the car and drove me home. It was a quiet ride the entire way. He did walk me to the door but for some reason did not try to get a kiss goodnight. I was more then ready for a kiss and a grope. Realizing I might have gone too far and wanted to make amends said, ‘You know I’m not wearing any panties?’ Well,.