I can make my face look girlish and sweet with pinks and roses, or I can go high-fashion dramatic with greens and electric blues. Tonight, I’ve gone...with smoldering smoky eyes, which seem to be the most appropriate for demonstrating how much I want to be fucked tonight.I wear a black satin evening gown that hugs my new curves tightly. This is why I’ve worked so hard on my body, so I can have a figure like this. Yes, I need a little help from a waist nipper, as I still have boyishly straight. ‘We should,’ he said, ‘because it might be our last.’ He always said that, but it was always true. Each minute we spent together could well have been our last minute together, at least in this reality. We were both keenly aware of the consequences if one or both of us were found. ‘At least I can feed you,’ he said softly, a hand moving to my chest and gently stroking a breast. ‘At least you won’t be so hungry.’ He had done that for me several times since our flight had begun. While I have. Walking to be picked up I realized I was in a very vulnerable state,better to try to keep a somewhat clear idea of how far I could actuallytake this.Very conscious of the high heels, silk swaying hemline and waist cinchingbelt I stood somewhat in the night shadows of a venerable oak thatcommanded the curbside meeting place.Headlights.Powerful hum of the black stallion of a mighty Charger rolling to pick meup.He got out to get the door for me, his strong hand brushed high up mysmooth shaven. Shame you left so quickly. I wanted to introduce you two to my wife Ellen. Maybe we could do dinner sometime and maybe get to know each other better?”Being able to read between the lines I knew exactly what he was saying. He knew I was a swinger, and if I was interested, he’d like to fuck me. The only problem was that I had no idea what his wife looked like or if my husband would be interested. Let me take a moment here to describe Dan. He was just under six feet tall, thick chested, muscular.