I saw you…you had tears in your eyes. Why were you crying?" I ask. Dennie exhales and sits back. "You looked so beautiful...the thought of someone ...s beautiful as you marrying my brother was hard to accept. He always got what he wanted ever since we were kids. It just sucked to see him get the beautiful girl too." "Wait…he always got what he wanted?" I ask. "Yeah, ever sin-" "You wanted me?" I interrupt. Dennis awkwardly sits up, "uh no, no, no, I meant-" Before he can finish, I lean in to. He loved nothing more than to wear the false tits and his pride and joy a typical French maids outfit witgh low cut top and lots of frilly petticoats always though he had no panties on and frequently had his cock bound usually in the erect state and his balls often appeared blue from the tight bindings which prevented him cumming.He was dressed in this fashion and as usual he began by being on his knees with his wife's lover's black cock sticking in his mouth and loving the feel of it plunging. . always have," I freely admitted, my prick acknowledging that in confirmation, suddenly getting harder than it already was.She stroked it. Her hand pulling down and then back up along my shaft, I felt the warmth of her palm as it encircled the head of my dick, squeezing it before sliding back down the length of it once again."Fuck, Kris!" I said actually reaching up to balance my hands on either side of the privacy partitions. "You're driving me crazy here!" I told her. She laughed at that. "Life is different for me. I've got a packed schedule, and since my Olympics are done, I've got to get on the road and get into the US hard court season."I whimpered. "Can I at least get your number?"Karolina smiled, but hesitated. Her lips parted for just a moment, but she then took a deep breath and lowered her gaze to the floor. And in a quiet voice, she replied, "I don't think that's a good idea."If my heart had fallen down to my spleen before, now it dropped to ... well, you don't WANT to.