"Pack thesein Daphne's diaper bag, too. If she misbehaves, you can buckle her inher toddler harness, clip the reins to the metal loops front or back,a...d drag her home like the naughty toddler she is."David let Cindy lower the webbing straps over his head, and he fed hisarms through the appropriate loops when instructed. As the delicatewings settled in place behind him, he felt the wide webbing belt tightenacross his chest. He heard a click behind him, then Cindy stepped aroundto check the view. I shot a glance at my husband who was stroking a very prominent bulge in his trousers, as his eyes stared at the sight before him.The sight before him was his loyal wife dressed in revealing lingerie, her breasts and pussy exposed, as a large muscular black man, touched her intimately as two complete strangers looked on. This was going to be one seriously erotic night for me. Bob dragged a dining chair into the middle of the room, patting the seated cushion invitingly.“Calvin make yourself. As you may know some of us have been known to have brushes with the authorities from time to time on the way home after a "social session" out with friends. Well, this past weekend, I was out for an evening with friends and had several cocktails followed by some rather nice red wine. Feeling jolly I still had the sense to know that I may be slightly over the limit.That's when I did something that I've never done before - I took a cab home.Sure enough on the way home there was a police road. I look good on his arm and my clothes look good on me because of him.”After the dance they stood and talked. She told him she wished she could have more excitement and take more risks in her life but she accepted that he was older and he wasn’t like that. “Get your phone and meet me back here in 10 minutes,” he said and walked off.Ten minutes later they met back in the same place. “You look far to good to go to waste tonight. Take a risk with me, a private risk that only we will know about,” he.