.girly." She laughed again asshe went to the closet.She put a set of long fingernails on Mark and painted them red to matchhis toes which he kept pain...ed all the time now. She stood at the closetand gave a come here gesture with her finger. Not knowing was veryintimidating."Cindy," Mark exclaimed with a little desperation as she pushed Mark tothe garage. Mark stood there wearing 6" peep toe, pink, high heel pumps.His legs encased in sheer black seamed stockings hooked to garters at hisupper. The cashier didn't even look at Mr. Mendelsohn's face. Had any of his co-workers at S&F seen him purchasing nylons, concealer, lipstick, and eyeshadow they'd have been flabbergasted, for Mr. Mendelsohn had a reputation of being lifelessly dull. None spotted him.Seven days ago Mr. Mendelsohn had decided to delete Ms. Ursula Beckett from S&F. He felt pleased with the word "delete," as it suggested nothing more than erasing a useless computer file -- something he did routinely as systems. Jeremy had picked my wife up at 6pm. He was in a suit without a tie and Kara wore a short black skirt, a sheer white blouse and a matching white bra and thong underneath. She was looking forward to fucking the young stud and had even gone for a fresh Brazilian wax the day before.They kissed at the door and drove to an upscale restaurant in the city. They talked as they drove and while they had little in common because of the difference in their ages they had great sexual chemistry. Kara is. She seemed to like it, because she let out a moan.While I did this, we were still kissing but she was also exploring my body. First touching my nipples, then going down my stomach to my cock. Then around to my ass and back up. I tried to act as mature as possible, slowly reaching her vagina. At first I was nervous, but then I gathered the courage to touch her pussy.First I snuck my hand under her panties, and then back. The next time, I kept it there, shyly touching her pussy lips. Her pussy.