Step by step I memorized her curves while she elegantly flaunted that ass in my face. I wondered what she smelled like and I was feeling guilty again....We went in the apt & I excused myself to use the bathroom. "Let's have some more wine cuz!" She yelled from the kitchen."OK, but you're a bad influence!" I yelled back.That's when I noticed her nightie and panties on top of the hamper next to the sink. I turned on the water and picked up her panties. The gusset was stained by her wetness last. " I tossed the vanilla ice cream container at her as she ducked. "What, tell me it's not true!" she teased.I slipped back out of my clothes and joined her on the bed, handing her one of them plastic spoons. "I am rather enjoying my little chocolate treat, it is true." I admitted."See, I told ya. Do you mind me asking, is your wife white?" No Korean, first generation American." Ohhhh. What about your -- what did you call her, live-in girlfriend?" Yeah, essentially our wife. But yeah she is. I sugested that she should wear a pair that day so that I could dream about them until I could peel them off her body later but she surprised me somewhat as she told me that they were for the next time we listened out for obvious sex noises from nextdoor.I then said that she hadn't really bought them for my pleasure but for hers as she heard C fucking.This was of course denied but as I mentioned it again in bed that night she gasped "YES" when asked did she want C to take them off her and that. There are many rooms, opulent bedrooms and other chambers laid out for every fantasy or desire. There are said, in its depths, to be secrets that even the house’s mistress doesn’t know.That mistress, Lady Zemithar, is a mystery herself. Nothing is known of her before she founded ‘The Dragon’s Lover’ a century ago and became its madam, and even now no two people can agree on her appearance, although all agree she is beautiful and sensual. Some say she is an exiled elven noblewoman, or a blood.