She went in, closed the door and sat down to begin her day's work.Dave turned back to his monitor, his heart pounding in his chest."Oh my god", he tho...ght to himself, "she's wearing black stockings and high heels", he fantasized. He didn't know this for sure - they might have been tights - but he only wanted to picture it this way.That night, at his home, Dave masturbated furiously with the visions of Natasha in his head.The next day, work began as always and Dave came in, quite relaxed from. Without being asked, she closed the door behind her and, within seconds of her departure, I sensed a presence behind me."You fucking dirty bitch, I'll fucking show you.” His amusement was audible.Before I could say or do anything, strong hands held my head and turned it sideways until I was staring at a magnificent erection, jutting deliciously out of his flies along with heavy spunk-filled balls."Open wide, Missy," he ordered gruffly. "This is what you've been waiting for isn't it?"How right. Friday evening seemed like it would never arrive but seemed to get here too damn quick at the same time. I was incredibly nervous and having second thoughts as we got ready for the evening but all of that was overwhelmed by lust when my wife walked out of the bathroom in the sexiest set of bra and panties I have ever seen. The matching set consisted of a red, lace-trimmed, sheer fabric that seemed to emphasize the fact that her pussy was shaved and caused me to lose the ability to think. If heaven existed on Earth, this might be it.It had only been a matter of days between Cereza unveiling her “Bayonetta & James Go Tropical” plan to finding himself in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. They had a lovely villa many times bigger than a couple could possibly need, a private beach and many other accommodations within walking distance or a short cab ride from their island hideaway.It was strange being in French Polynesia, a place that was as far as you could get from France where.