Life was good for all.The villagers were eagerly anticipating the great festival of All Hallows Eve, held every year at the Van Tassel Manor house, th... social event of the season. People from all around would come by boat, carriage, or on horseback, to party the night away. When the day arrived, servants were scurrying about meeting boats at the dock, gathering the children for games, prepping and serving mountains of food.The adults partaking in a great feast featuring three pigs, countless. She wore a newly purchased Versace dress that fit her like a glove. It was a simple but classic black outfit, made from silk with a hemline about 2 inches above her knees. Her camel-colored stockings ended at a pair of black Prada pumps. I couldn’t take my eyes off her. How was I so lucky to be married to such a beautiful woman?“And how was your day?” she asked with a quick smile. I could tell she was happy to be in Paris, out of the office, with a credit card that had no limit. “Do you like my. Breaking away from you I stand, pulling my dress over my head, my long hair the only thing concealing my nakedness. My body aching to be touched, my nipples hard demanding recognition, I could not help but tease you with them. Your eyes filled with fascination as I squeezed and played with my tits, even now when I think back my body warms with the thoughts of how my fingers pinched and fondled my hard nipples, how heavenly it was to feel my soft breast as I massaged them rubbing them for my own. “The dress is not right, can you unzip me again”Pulling the zip down the pale soft skin of her back appears and her bra straps. Jane slides each arm off her hand letting the dress fall to the floor.“Tell me which dress you like of these two”Jane walked from the window and I saw that she had taken her knickers off while she was wriggling about. Her pale white bum cheeks wobble and her hold up tan stockings, then I turned my head away not wanting to look like some peeping tom.“Which one do you.