" Oh, I'm impressed. You actually got my room number out of her? You didn't hurt her did you?"Dave chuckled and shook his head. "No, she did give me t...e third degree though." I believe it," said Britney with a giggle. "Why don't I meet you down at the Capitol Bar in an hour?" Which bar is that?" said Dave, still unfamiliar with the ship."The one at the bottom of the Atrium. Level three." Okay," said Dave. "Drinks at nine in the morning at the Capitol Bar."Britney giggled and then punched his. Looking over to me now for the first time she said I have heard of your reputation and then looked way to finish packing. I was so embarrassed and suddenly afraid, was I in trouble, what was going to happen? It was then she stood up to move her brief case over to the door as she closed it, then over to the blinds in the window shutting them. She was much taller than me and had an amazing body. She was and athlete in collage and she always worked out with us. She moved back over to where I was. The next night, my best friend came over for dinner with us. my wife was dressed for sex—wearing a tight low-cut shirt, a miniskirt i hadn't seen her wear since we were dating, and high heels. it was a turn-on for me to see her dressed to seduce my best friend. my best friend looked at her and simply said, wow. he kissed her gently on the cheek while holding her hands, and we had dinner together. after dinner, we sat on the couch and my best friend—a gigolo who had been fantasizing about my. She smiled.“Do you want to use the shower first?” Misty asked.“I’d love to, thanks but we still have a problem, I don’t have any underwear.” Nex answered, blushing slightly.“It’s cool we can rinse out what you have and dry it with the hair dryer.” Misty said, pointing to an efficient looking hair dryer attached to the wall.“That’s the problem, there’s nothing to rinse out and dry.” Nex blushed.“Ohhhh.” Misty breathed in reply. “Look that dress screams ‘I’m not wearing underwear!’ anyway.” She.