To please him, she had bought a new dress. It was soft, clingy, snug, and came barely to mid-thigh.He had started the evening by insisting she remove ...er underwear, something she was very reluctant to do. The force of his personality, though, allowed for no hesitation. She asked if she could at least wear a thong, but he refused. Just the way he said it left no question that a refusal meant the evening was over.She cursed herself for even buying the slutty garment. With nothing under it, she. "An hour later when Bea Cummins said her goodnights Harold Waite told her she would be hearing from him. It was 10 P.M. when Laura and I were ushered into the study for brandy and coffee. When Wanda excused herself saying she needed to look in on Mollie Mr. Waite proposed that she wait."What is your verdict my dear?"Wanda looked befuddled, surprised to be asked for her opinion. Hesitantly, "She has certain qualities," Wanda paused. "Harold, why are you asking me? I have no experience judging. She felt good having friends so she joined them. Week after week, she'd take a day off from her library job to go protest with the women of her church.There were a few clinics in the city they lived. It wasn't a huge city but it was big enough for three high schools, four libraries, two movie theaters and many restaurants. They took turns going from one clinic to the next and would check with the other women and men of the church to see who wanted to protest in what clinic.She saw how they. Desires I didn’t know I had. Desires that used to scare me before I realised how good it feels to make them real. I want you to imagine that our naughty, delicious sex life is our little secret. A secret between a loving husband and a loving, yet capable of the sexiest acts, wife. I want you to believe that I love it. I love that you’ve made me fantasise about huge phalluses filling and ravaging me. Do you love how I sigh as I feel a new cock for the first time? Feeling it between my fingers..