The women ate anddrank happily, while my tummy reminded me how hungry I was."Philly," my wife's lover said. "Top off my glass." My name is Phillipbu... one of them had decided that feminized version was more appropriate.Lana had on a purple blouse, with black slacks.I took the champagne bottle out of its bucket of ice and got a towelunder it. Of course, it had been Lana who removed the cork. Any jobthat might have given me a bit of self-confidence, that woman took awayfrom me. Not that I. The tension and a orgasm was starting to build. I sat up. I was not going to cum in front of him. Jack poured on the compliments. I grabbed my gown of temptation and walked naked to the dressing room. I sat there naked and sweating. Feelings of guilt and excitement went through me. I placed my undergarments in my purse, and put my sun dress on with nothing underneath it. By the time I had gathered myself and left the dressing room Jack had already developed the negatives and was starting to. Friday night she was like a giddy teenage girl.I took her for a nice dinner, where I asked her to go to the bathroom and remove her panties handing them to me over the table. She did, the waiter smiled. She blushed.I toyed with her then took her dancing. Although a different club, I had called one of the black men we met the last time and told him to be at such and such club alone and we would have a coincidental "run in" -- that she was not ready to be bred yet, but if he worked it right, he. If I neglected my studies, mom would sit me down and remind me of my responsibilities. If I did not have time to prepare supper, she would order something delivered for the two of us. Often, mom would return home from the bank exhausted and a little cranky - and I learnt how to manage her on those occasions. Or I wanted a cool new thing all my friends are buying, often with their own money from working part time jobs, and mom could not afford it so we would argue. Mom spent one weekend day a.