When I raised myself up, back against the stairs, I realized that my arms had been resting on the spot where I had dropped my lace panties, for my lov...r to find, that special evening I surprised him on the porch. Despite having responsibility for millions of dollars and large staffs during most of my career, I had never before felt safe enough and loved enough to express my sexuality so boldly. On that evening, I had waited for Michael there, on his brother’s porch. His brother had taken his. "Not even a whimper," he replied. "She's tired; we ran the legs off her today." He sat in the chair and faced her, then glanced at the clock. "Its 9:35,time to get you ready for bed. Why don't you turn off the TV?" After she had turned off yet another episode of the Simpsons, he began, "First,I should lay down the rules. You know your safe-words, right?" he asked. She nodded her agreement. He always tried to remember to ask her that before they played. He couldn'tremember when he had first. " her voice is mocking, ever so playful, but not enough to stop you from slapping yourself mentally at your dumb comment. The two of you idly chit chat about this and that, that and this, as she takes you to your room, where you decided to stay for the night as a result of the ludicrously low price that was being offered. _Ten bucks for a five star hotel? What a steal. _You think to yourself as you walk through a pink door held open by the woman in white and into a luxurious room. The room is. I explained that I was very drunk and had lost a bet. I was originally meant to just flash my cock but they stole my clothes so I had made the most of it, actually forgetting I was naked after a while. I kept reminding her that I was very drunk at the time. I said she could keep them but not to show too many people or post them on the net. She agreed and slipped them into her handbag that was by her feet. I gave her the bag back and decided to buy another memory stick for my camera. I hoped to.