When I told him I found it he said “put them in your mouth and send me another photo.”I did as he asked and he responded “You look absolutely pa...hetic. I bet you’d let me bend you over and fuck you if I told you to spread your ass for me.”I wasn’t sure what to say, but this time I said “I’ve never had sex with a guy before.”He said “Who said anything about sex?” He seemed annoyed. “I don’t want to have sex with you. I want to show your wife that you’re a good slut that does as you’re told for. I stand up completely and do a bit of a swirl and pose looking at myself in the mirror. The heels really do pull it all together.“So how do I look?” I ask her, turning towards her so she can see better. She gestures with her hand for me to turn around, as I do a complete turnaround.“That outfit was made for you! ... Hey do me a favor and kiss me, this is one of our new lipsticks and it’s supposed to leave the flavor on the other person’s lips. I want to see if it does or not.” She said as she. It would more likely attract a lot of attention. "I hope Ican wear them," afraid of how she would look. Grace had already opened up the second bag marked Grace. In it was a similarpair of thigh high stockings, hers were black with shiny silk bows on the top.The camisole was black, with black buttons down the center, but the top waslower cut, sure that ample cleavage would be exposed. "Hell, at least he knowsI have some tits," never failing to kid Claire about her small boobs. The pantieswere. I thought about asking him to use his bathroom again, but I’d used it twice already with all that coffee, and somehow it would just feel awkward at this point. So, I thanked him and walked out the door. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed him still standing in the doorway, so I turned and noticed him checking me out, I think. He just smiled and waved, and we said “see ya later” at about the same time, and laughed. As I was getting into my van, I started to re-think about how, maybe, I.