The hem of the garment fellto halfway down my thighs and clung to my ass like a second skin. Thewaistband seemed a little tighter than I expected. Tho...gh, I chalked thatup to having gorged myself at dinner.The sweater was a bit trickier to get into. Mostly because I needed tomake sure the neck opening was wide enough to keep from brushing upagainst my face. Once I had it safely around my neck, I slipped my armsinto the sleeves and pulled it down over my tummy and tucked it into thetop of the. We'd make eye contact from across the room and the immediate attraction between us would be undeniable. I'd be wearing a simple black spaghetti strap cocktail dress. I have perfectly rounded and firm 36C cup tits. There's no need for me to wear a bra. I would only be wearing a black lace thong. My 6 inch high heel sandals would be black and strappy. They would definitely show off my perfect feet. I'd be feeling extremely sexy and boldly adventurous.This sexy stranger would walk over to me in a. His clothes show off his body well, for I have never seen a man wear black leather pants that made him look like something delicious to eat. My mouth started to water as I watched him walk toward me with the grace of an angel. I had estimated that he was 6’0, but that jumped to 6’2 when he took the seat next to me. Without a warning he had turned to face me, and grabbed my face with his huge gentle hands then planted a kiss right on my lips. I melted at the feel of his wonderful lush lips, yet. Even your profile picture was that cartoon girl with a strap on fucking a men. I came back to bed without even finishing touching myself I was a little shoked.” Marc was starting to feel unconfortable about it and just chilled and said.“Well you know sometimes fantasy is like that”“ Yeah I know but this is your fantasy? I mean it make you excited thinking about that? Cuckold thing? That s what it s called right?” asked Sandy.“ .Yes..It s just a fantasy and feel excited watching it.