He was actually an average-looking guy, and a little dark in complexion. But he was nice and he made me feel good. As he was honest, I felt that he wa... the right guy with whom I can have an affair.Soon our chats started getting naughtier and finally, one day he asked me if we can finally and have sex. I too wanted it so I agreed and told him that next week my husband is going on a tour for two days so we can meet at my house.He looked excited and so was I. But I was a little nervous too as I. Two days later Gene appeared at my door with another paper bag. Inside was a pair of black silky nylons and a black silk and lace garter belt. Now I had no idea how to put the nylons on but then I recalled a picture on the cover of a trashy paperback of a woman donning nylons.It took some doing before I figured out how to draw them up my legs and not tear them. As I attached them to the ribbons of the garter belt I was already hard. Gene, of course, was playing pool as he waited patiently for. She struggled to get up. With her hands restrained to her waist she found it difficult and she wobbled precariously in her high heels as she leaned dangerously towards me. She finally got her balance and moved closer to me."Is it possible to have some water. I'm terribly thirsty."Veronica teetered over to the water dispenser and pushed the fruit juice button with her pink little tongue. A carton and straw appeared from the aperture at waist height and Veronica extracted it awkwardly. Holding. ” She gasped taking deep breaths between each word.I freed her legs from the chains and then did the same to her arms and she fell into my arms, her legs still weak from her prolonged state of near orgasm and her final violent orgasm. I held her gently in my arms admiring her body, she was covered in sweat which made her pale skin seem to sparkle like freshly fallen snow, I kissed her softly and she pressed herself against me before quickly jerking away as her clamped nipples rubbed against.