So I started telling my husband in the mornings before he went to work, that I would be meeting a certain guy (like Jimmy for example) for cocktails l...ter in the day and that he wanted me to wear his favorite white nylon school girl panties on our date. Hubby would boner up instantly..LOL. Then I'd give him a hint accidentally on where we would be buy leaving a book of matches or a note on his dresser from the pub we were going to be at. On the match book, I would write some think like, "See. Since I was a highly paid stalking horse, I had to be seen by people who would comment on how much help I needed, knowing I would make its way back to the press and be reported.The ninth night we stayed in.George and Kate separately told me that the Judge was coming to brief us on the current status of the mission.George went out for pizza and we ate like pigs. It was wonderful pizza.The Judge arrived quietly, in a Suburban. He was driven right to the door, and his guards formed a wall to keep. I sneaked a big smile at my husband, who was still a little way behind, and he responded with a thumbs up, I knew just what that meant, I had permission, I was so excited! I lead my young man deeper into the dunes, my husband was still following at a distance, we got to a place that was like a little valley amongst the dunes where I stopped and unzipped the front of my dress, removed it and placed it on the sand, I was now completely naked apart from my stockings and suspender belt, I laid down. A simple rat-a-tat-tat beats out the signal to let you in.I open the door, smiling, stepping to the side to let you enter. I watch you as I close the door behind you. You look around, admiring the room then take a few steps forward to stare out the window, admiring the view of the city from our elevated perspective. I step behind you, my fingers reaching out to brush your hair to one side as I lean in and brush my lips against your neck.I hear your breath catch in your throat as my lips kiss.