There are a few…very few men who meet my high standards. Very few men can follow the guidelines I set down and, in fact, I have not met a man in the...last two years who lasted more than a couple of hours. For those who do meet those standards there are great rewards, for instance, I have a bevy of young girls who would be at your beck and call, to do your bidding. These girls will do anything to please you because they please me by doing so. Now, do you walk me to the door and come in, or. Normally she would wear the same clothes as any captain but tonight she was feeling rather feminine. She reached into the back of her wardrobe and pulled out a luscious gown in purple velvet. It was a sumptuous and decidedly womanly garment and she had to dig deep in her closet to find the petticoats and other undergarments the dress demanded. Half an hour later she stood and stared at herself in the mirror. Satisfied with her appearance she announced that she was ready to receive her dinner. I started thinking about it some more and getting even more upset and frustrated. I don’t know when but I finally fell asleep to be woken up by the ring of the phone. I just pulled the pillow over my head in an attempt to muffle the sound. I felt my wife get out of bed and the ringing finally stopped. I looked over at the time and it was 7:00 am. I turned away and suddenly remembered that I had asked my cousin to call me in the morning. "Ahh shit" I said to myself as I sat up. My wife was. I bought her a drink. She bought me one. And I really don't remember what she said, but as midnight rolled in, we were waving goodbye to Hal and making our way to a cab out front. She couldn't keep her hands off me as we road to her hotel. She was in town on business, and as I lived a half hour away, we ended up in her hotel room. Making out... Stripping down... We barely had gotten far enough inside to close the door, and already naked, her still in her lace panties. I was so turned on..