Peter would have wanted me to wear my black suspender belt with stockings, but instead I decided on a pair of almost black stay-up stockings. They had...a thick lace section at the top and I loved how smooth the nylon felt on my legs. The dark coloured stockings worked really well with the burgundy skirt and cream collared shirt. I quickly blow dried my long, dark, chestnut, hair, and pulled it loosely up. I liked the contrast of conservative dress but sexy hair.I wasn't sure how long it would. The training made them better employees and it benefited the bar.After the revelations uncovered by the auditors, Scott was adamant that they do everything possible to keep the alcohol commission and state tax authorities happy. Training was a small step in that direction.Plans for the renovation of his home proceeded apace. The big design review had gone smoothly, Rita Nogawa was an artist and he approved her plans. The current task was to nail the schedule down with the primary contractor and. She can't understand why I would want to cheat on him. She sees him as the perfect husband. She's right of course. He is perfect. Too perfect.Why am I so hell-bent on self-destruction? Why do I think I can have my wonderful husband and another man on the side? I don't understand myself. It's not like I haven't had the experience of other men before Howard and I met. I know the difference. I know how much better Howard is than other men. What is driving me to the edge of this cliff?Maybe I am. Her pale skin, her long, straight, black hair, her light freckles, her graceful skinniness, her dark eyes...Philip kisses Ilene, slowly, on the lips.Ilene kisses him back, and smiles at him."You are the most beautiful girl in the world, Ilene. I love you."Ilene's eyes seem to water down with those words. This day couldn't be any more perfect.It's late into the night.Philip fervently kisses Ilene. She's beneath him, lying in their old bed, naked, with her legs open.He flexes his ass, his penis.