--"Relax my naughty little nymphomaniac you are probably getting a spanking Sunday night but not for that. Now let's get up and take a shower. I've go... a few things planned for us and I think we both want to be clean for them."--When Chelsea started to ask him what he was talking about he quickly silenced her by placing a finger against her lips and shaking her head no. Gently taking Chelsea's hand he helped her out of the bed and lead her to the bathroom. Chelsea didn't know what to think when. A few moments later Taylor opened it, beaming with a playful smile.She was wearing an erotic lingerie ensemble. It was sheer, black, and left little to the imagination. Her large DDDs were well supported although I was sure the thin fabric was about to tear from the strain of them. The top cutoff at her midriff, leaving her belly button ring exposed.Even her sweet waxed-smooth vagina was faintly visible through the sheer cloth.She grabbed my arm and, pulling me inside, laughing teased. You notice how of the three of you, only Darlene had the right amount of fat to fill the top half of the chemise, exposing her panties a little more than usual."Hey sleepy head!" Darlene says, plopping her round butt onto a chair by the small dining table. Her curly locks making her face look round and cute. "Aren't these lingerie just great to sleep in!" Ahah they definitely are, considering they say we get more stuff based on our performance, whatever that means, " you say, grabbing a granola. Some of the songs were romantic, Elvis, Buble; some suggestive, Lets Spend The Night Together by the Rolling Stones, Hurts So Good by Mellencamp, and culminating in Love, At Last, a downright dirty instrumental by Serge Gainsbourg and Jane Birkin, featuring the sounds of them making love. Then there were the votive candles that he strategically placed around the room that would create as romantic an atmosphere as he could imagine, including several around the huge soaker tub in the ensuite. I.