“How about I put on that black dress from your ex?”“Sorry,” he shrugged. “I burnt it.”“What?”“I saw how you reacted and realized tha... I no longer need the reminder. I burnt the dress and toasted marshmallows over it and then sold the ring and gave the money to Jake so he could buy something for his girlfriend. Your friend, Marcy, isn’t she?”“Yes,” I responded. “She’s a dear friend, but let’s get back to you burning the dress. What the fuck do you mean you gave the money to Jake?”“Jake says he’s. ” My wife said that she would do anything for me because she’s my property and I can do what I want with her. I don’t know where this came from, but I jokingly said that as punishment for her scene at the bar, she had to pull a train. To my genuine surprise, she was very into the idea of being gangbanged. We had never included more than two other guys in our sex, so I was very surprised that she was interested in this. But she was. I went to Craigslist, and also used Backpage. My deal with my. White heels and clutch purse completed the ensemble making the wearer definite 'arm candy'. A figure like Chris's filled out the dress to perfection.When the girls got home I was not allowed to know what they had bought, let alone see any of it. Everything was secreted away in Chris's room with the door closed. I even noticed Cathy had put a humorous sign on the door:KEEP OUTHazardous materials insideNo males allowed entryI knew better than to venture a peek inside for fear of suffering the. .. in any case, I wasn’t here to select out a date for the weekend!Once I’d thoroughly scanned the female flesh on display, it wasn’t too hard for me to ramp down my natural masculine interest at being the guest of nearly two dozen powerful and important women. Unfortunately, I was willing to bet (even without checking the odds) that most of these gals only had romantic thoughts for other skirts as well. That was good, maybe ... that meant that at least we had that shared interest in common..