He took another swig and smiled at his partner. After one sip, the girl stared expectantly at ‘Seve’s’ face. (George thought of the guy as Seve ...ven though he had heard the other men name him Don. The blond didn’t remind him of anyone in particular, except Ginger in the swimsuit issue. He was sure it was her.) When Don didn’t come back to her, Ginger leaned toward him, put her hand on the back of his neck again and kissed him on the mouth. In leaning over, she pulled the hem of her miniskirt. Huh?" You never finished the rest of your conversation with Charles. You mean he saw this stuff in your bag and knows you're wearing it tonight, fuck he's going to get a woody just knowing what's under your dress." That's the idea silly.....are you worried about your sexy little wife and how men will look at me tonight? Anyway I did tell him that these were for tonight and if he was nice I might save a dance for him. If my husband would allow that is. That's what's funny...then he said I am. ..Jessica had returned with the water, calling my name while I was in deep thought."Huh? Oh, sorry. Thanks for the water." Uh... What did you say about being forceful and pursuing something?"Oh shit! Was I thinking aloud?"Oh... well... well it was about my career and how if I tried harder-" No, you're lying, I can easily tell." She grinned while I simply sat there, dumbfounded."So, what was it about?" I figured I couldn't lie to her..."Well, Jessica, the truth is, you always go out with these. She was also interested in the second desire... one that would make her hubby a little cuckold. I insisted that she describe to me, in detail, what excited her about this idea. We had chatted about all of this online, but face to face was the test of her conviction. Over two cups of coffee, K opened up to me and described in detail, her needs as a little girl, a woman, and as a wife. I then shocked her by asking if she was as wet as i imagined that she was? She hesitated, then nodded. I told.