' John finally said.'So how will we decide the order of play?' Richard asked, a little excitement in his tone.John glanced around and then rose to cro...s to the sideboard, picking up a pack of cards idly sat there.'We cut the pack.' John suggested as he crossed back to his seat, 'Highest gets to be the first questioner.'They each nodded in approval and John placed the pack in the middle of the coffee table.David gave a grin and asked 'So how do we choose who cuts first.''Oh please.' John. Tights! What had convinced me thatthey were the same as stockings?Come to think of it what had even persuaded me that men do wear tights? Ihad never seen any men wearing tights. I did not know any men who woretights and on the basis of a stupid bet I had been persuaded to wear them.Then there had been the most stupid bet of them all that had now led to mehaving false breasts and false nails applied and led to my firstexperience of wearing nail polish and my first make-up lesson (as. My wife was so affectionate on the ride home as she caressed my hand, rubbed my leg, and leaned over and gave me kisses on my neck. The smell of her perfume was intoxicating as was her touch. My balls were swollen as I hadn’t cum in weeks and they begged to be released. Just with her look my cock was throbbing inside my pants. I quickly got us out of KCI and onto the interstate. As I drove along, I hated to bring up her employment status but I knew that was one of the reasons she couldn’t have. Then I had edged her right to the point of cumming – and stopped. She was writhing on the grass, completely helpless, and desperate to cum. It was time to change channels.I turned to my pack, and from the same outside pocket as before, pulled a tube. “And now for something truly important: sunscreen.” First, I unlocked and removed her slave collar, not wanting to get sunscreen on the leather if I could help it.Next, I opened the tube, pulled off the safety seal, and squirted a large dollop onto.