When we got out, he started to put on his cut-offs and a T-shirt. I said, "Why don't you put on some slacks and a nice shirt?" He asked me, "Why? Are ...e going out?" I said, "You never know." I put on a nice sundress I had brought with me. Yes, I wore a full compliment of underwear.TobyI didn't know why Angie insisted I dress up, but, by God, if she wanted me to dress up, I'd dress up for her. It was nearly 1:00 pm when I heard the doorbell. I opened the door, and there stood a beautiful woman,. And I think that’s the bottom line - if both people want to do it, and both feel the same way about each other, then I don’t think it’s wrong. I agree with you about the wedding night thing, but I know other people who don’t.”“My dad!” she said.“My parents, my priest, and a bunch of other people, too! But it has to be up to the person. I can’t think of a more personal, intimate decision than that. Can you?”“No. It’s kind of scary when you think about it.”I nodded, “I know. Honesty,. ”His answer to that was to take my phone and throw it as hard as he could against the kitchen counter. It flew into pieces and I almost grinned but caught myself. I had insurance and would have a newer phone tomorrow.He saw the look which made him even angrier. I saw his fists ball and shocked him totally when I smiled. “I bet right about now you’re wanting to knock some sense into me, aren’t you? Well go ahead, take a swing. Then it will all over but except signing the papers.”He went white. I. I comply. I walk out of my thong and his eyes fall on my vagina. I take his shirt off and whats left of his bottoms. ‘Lay down,’ I command. He does as told. I stare at him laying naked, eager for me. I feel such a power rush. I climb on top of him and he attempts to enter me right away, but I push him away. ‘Not yet, wait.’ I can hear him whine a little. I let his penis feel me, my wetness, slightly letting the tip enter me, but then I pull away. I do this a few times until I can see his.