She turned her head toward me, her lips forming a kiss. My hand slid higher between her legs exploring her moist folds. She was wet, but not nearly en...ugh for what I had in mind.I expressed my disappointment with a sharp slap across her left buttock. She squealed in shock, her body jerking with a start. I applied a second swat to her right cheek just because symmetry is important. This time when my hand delved into her inner folds, she wept moisture with abandon. She whimpered softly as I. The table cloth flows over my lap as I slightly open my legs inviting your hand to find what you seek. My skirt pulled up high on my thighs from earlier seductive stroking as you lazily sipped your wine. Even before you touch me, I feel myself growing warm and wet, drenching my parted thighs. Your fingers touch me gently slowly traveling from my calf to the inside of my knee, inching along the inner thigh until you feel my heat. I open more as I feel your finger seeking and placing that small. The only thing missing was my address book.Consulting my detective friend, it turned out a plant in the Amsterdam bikers had been killed a few days before. Interpol worried about its own mole. The investigation retreated."They know I'm headed to Amsterdam," I said to the detective."Maybe you should change your plans," said the detective. I nodded.I called my ex to find out about Devi and Benjamin. "They got home yesterday," she said. I called Devi's house."Bess worried about you," said Devi.. . I'm sorry, but I don't have pantyhose to remove." There was a pause ... my wife stood up .... looked both men in the eye and said, " I'll be right back, I need to use the lady's room" . As he watched Shelly walk away, Jeff could hardly contain his excitement. "Dave, did you hear that ?. Did you see that ? My god Dave, she's going to do it, the bitch is going to do it, I can't believe it. Damn, I thought all those letters to Penthouse were made up ....". He muttered again, "I can't believe it,.