‘Chris, I love you with all my heart. Under these clothes,’ I pressed my palm gently over his chest, ‘You will look just like you did, because y...u’ll still look like my husband.’ His hand released mine, but not without some hesitation. I drew the zipper down and carefully took the jacket off. With gentle hands, I pulled his T-shirt from his trousers and pulled it over his head. He shivered when the cool air touched his skin. After 18 months in temperatures of more than 100 degrees Fahrenheit,. It also felt like an eternity waiting for him to come into my room each night. I listened as my mom and him got home, and once they headed to her bedroom I went to my closet to get undressed. As I slid off my clothes, leaving on nothing but my panties, I reached into the closet and pulled out the pair of stockings Sam had left for me. For the first time, I slid my long skinny legs into the black lace topped thigh high stockings. A cute floral pattern embroidered the tops around my thighs, as my. I mean, why do you have one?” “I use it to scratch my back.” I said sarcastically. “Let me see that thing.” He asked. He took the dildo in his hand and laughed. “So you actually use this?” He asked as he ran his finger up and down the shaft. “Yes I do. I love to suck it and fuck it. Why don’t you suck it?” I asked him. “What are you, nuts?” “No, I just want to see you suck it.” “No fuckin’ way is that thing going in my mouth.” “Will you suck it after I put it in my pussy?” He thought about it. I say room, it was more like a suite, being at least three times the size of our room with a king size bed. The bathroom had a bath, wet room and was very well decorated. The room still looked out onto the hotel opposite and with the curtain open you could see people walking about in their rooms. We laughed and looked to see if anyone was having sex. As I turned away from the window I noticed Helen had took her dress off. She stood there in black stockings, suspenders, pants and bra, just as I.