Laughing, I hand you your plate. I want to simply rip your clothes off but I try to be patient, wanting everything to be perfect on our first night to...ether. We eat and listen to the music for a while…and then I ask if you’d like to dance with me. You agree of course, and I go over to the stereo to put on the right song. As the music starts, you take my hand, and we begin to move together. It’s as if we were meant to dance this way forever. Holding each other and swaying with the music. He spread her legs and pulled her to himself, and waited for what seemed to her an eternity with her legs forced open and vagina wet, red, puffy, and exposed after having been so harshly forced to provide sexual pleasure to her lover's throbbing dick. But even after such unfair abuse, all her pussy wanted was to be ravaged one more time by her husband's strong, thick cock. After this long, sexually-straining pause, she realized that he was no longer touching her, but she was still being held in. Nice to see you." You too Cliff. Seven and seven again?" Sure, thanks for remembering." We aim to please."He brought my drink and I thanked him. Then, as he was not too busy, I asked about the little lady in the corner. He got a tense look in his eyes."She's special. Her name is Lucinda. Let me tell it straight. If she gets hurt by anyone it would be bad for that person. Understood?" Let's be clear, Bill. I'm not a horn dog. Understand that please. I have never hurt any lady in my life. Never. Up to close to the top when I run out of laces. I slide your other boot on your foot, and lift your leg slightly to slide the top up to your thigh. I then lace that boot up loosely to almost the top. Returning to the first boot, starting at the bottom I pull the laces tight. Getting partway up I put the loose ends in my mouth so they do not slide back, and I can get a better tighter lacing on your boot. I lace them all of the way up. Nice and tight so you will have better support in walking in.