I can recall a time in bed, now I think it was before the 'haircut' incident and probably in her own bedroom. We were both naked and I was slowly thru...ting between her legs. Old readers will remember that during sex we liked to talk dirty to each other and that started very early on in our relationship. She had spent the morning cutting up an old denim waistcoat and turning it to a sun top. On my instructions she had cut so much material off that it had turn out a little too daring for her but. She goes way above and beyond any of my wildest expectations. I’m talking painted press-on nails for my fingers with matching polish on my toes, a pretty realistic women’s wig, a sheer skintight miniskirt dress, and a pair of matching platform heels that she managed to find in my size. When she asks me to hold my hair out of the way so she could replace the collar around my neck with a much more feminine sequined choker, I start to become nervous, knowing she's almost finished. After giving me. On our first night out, Mei set up the tent and joined me, sleeping fully clothed snuggled against me. She giggled in the morning when she woke up to find my hand cupping her breast, the same way I usually awoke each morning with my wives. The next night she put my hand there when she snuggled against me before we went to sleep, but held her hand over mine to let me know that was as far as she wanted to progress that night.Two nights ago, she had made her decision and was waiting, naked, for me. After she sat down and I plated the food, we ate, talked, and planned for the day. It was decided that instead of sitting at home, we would go shopping for dinner items, and swing by her favorite outlet store she loved window shopping at. I simply couldn't decline the second item, since she had begged and pleaded so adorably, all while making sure to show me cleavage... Next thing I knew we were in my car, at the market, shopping, checking out, and on the way to the outlet store. It all flew by.